Life is better with a book

She watched and her ears pressed. He slapped it's head and she watched it change it's behavior. Snakes could be deadly, regardless of their species and as a rancher and farmer's daughter she knew that. Then before she knew it he was in it's coils and its mouth on his hip.

She was no fighter but she moved then. He was trapped in it's coils and if it started to crush it could break every bone in his body. Even if it would possibly free her she was certain she wouldn't make it out there without his help. She shrugged backwards from the bag strap and leaped from the shelf. She dashed towards the struggle and while uncertain of herself in fighting other wolves, she knew how to deal with a snake.

She lunged her teeth finding purchase on it's face, disregarding how close to Ultyr she was. She placed a paw under Ultyr and the other on his hip to help he balance. The one under him gripped and scratched at a coil on the softer underbelly of the serpent, trying her hardest to use the strength she didn't have to pry it from him. Her toes barely touched the floor. If this didn't work she was sure she could get a shard of glass and cut it's head off.

"Things I Hear"