Through her own loud howls of misery, the wolf suddenly heard something approaching her. The pain and fear were forgotten for a moment as her ears perked up, she then started sniffing apprehensively at the air while trying to determine what or who were making their way through the forest. Iris's heart thumped heavily in her chest and her breathing got a little erratic with panic when she recognized the scent; it was the human. It had found her. But there was nothing she could do about it now. Nowhere she could hide or flee to. Even if she would try to hobble away from there on three legs, she wouldn't be able to get all that far. Even if she was big and strong in her wolf form, there were limits to how much of this discomfort she could stand. Perhaps... after just a few days, the ravens would be pecking away at her lifeless corpse. Shock, blood poison, infections; the possibilities of her demise were endless. A desperate whimper started somewhere deep in her throat at the very thought of what could happen, her powerful body started trembling with the terror she was fighting to hold back. If she would truly lose herself to a panic induced state, she'd no doubt rip that leg off clean.<br/><br/>When the rustling came closer, she sat up straighter and stared intently in the direction she knew the two-legged creature would come from. And as soon as the female appeared, the beast started growling loudly. Her ears were laid flat back against her head, her upper lip curling menacingly to reveal a row of sharp fangs that could easily tear the human into pieces in just a few seconds. Every single muscle in her body was tightened, she was ready to defend herself - no matter if she'd be crippling herself in the process. When the human spoke up, the wolf's ears perked forward for a moment and the growling was momentarily forgotten. If one would have to describe the expression on the wolf at that moment; it'd be a mixture of suspicion and surprise. Iris hadn't expected the human to talk to her, let alone try to assure her that she wasn't going to be harming her. The voice was soft, low... and shaky. Iris could literally smell the fear and uncertainty oozing from that delicate looking female that was approaching her. Under any other circumstances, the wolf might have respected how brave that little female was. Despite her obvious fright, she was not backing down or running away.<br/><br/>But once the rifle was suddenly lifted up, the wolf scrambled up to her legs and stood there now with the fur on her neck and back bristling. Her tail was pointing straight up in the air as she snarled and snapped her powerful teeth together a couple of times. It looked like she was just moments from charging at the human, despite still being stuck in the trap. The growling got louder, deeper, her fear and hatred were evident in the rumbling sound. Even if it had been years since she last saw a weapon of that kind, she could understand and remember its purpose. And yet, the human continued to try and tell her that things would be alright. She was not planning on shooting or otherwise do anything bad. It was weird, it didn't make sense, but... Iris felt like if that creature had planned on doing anything sinister she'd be done with it already. Only an idiot would approach a werewolf while harboring a malicious intent.<br/><br/>Trust? Iris wasn't sure if she even understood the meaning behind that word any longer. But there was something calming about the way that woman was staring her straight in the eyes. The seconds ticked by as the wolf stood there on three legs, looking ready for a fight, and then she slowly lowered herself down until she was laying on her belly on the ground. Her injured leg was sticking out, the trap easy to approach. Even if every fiber in her body was screaming at Iris to either run or attack, she had found herself strangely lured in by that human's eyes. It had been so long since anyone had looked at her like that, it had almost caused her to break completely down emotionally. Would Nina continue approaching, she'd clearly hear a low, rumbling growl coming from the animal that was watching her closely. But the large wolf did not move or otherwise make it seem like she was going to attack.