Another wolf came in and lunged at Gura; she escaped the onslaught and slapped its neck with a stick. The wolf, beaten by the stick, rises up and looks at Gura's position.

*Grrr*

The other wolf sat back and let him hit once again. This time, instead of attacking, the wolf circled Gura, targeting and positioning itself to charge with its claws. She didn't move an inch.

Outside, she's as tranquil as water, but on the inside, a seething wave of excitement devours her. She wishes to taste it. That is all over her head. The wolf pounced again after numerous circlings, but this time with more tremendous leg force. He prepared his sharp claws to claw Gura's back and then aim for her neck for a kill.

But the wolf was taken aback when Gura moved and confronted his attack head-on, as if she had anticipated it. She flicked her wrist and flung the stick, striking the wolf's nose and causing the creature to lose its equilibrium. This allows Gura to jump into the wolf's body, retrieve her dagger