Yeah, okay so it’s growling, that doesn’t have to mean that the beast is going to decide against letting Nina get close to help!<i>Besides, it must be in pain.</i>Nina swallowed and nodded to herself few times, muttering “okay, okay” before stepping closer again. Clearly it understood her though, the growls… changed. It sounded to Nina less like ‘take another step and I will tear off your limbs’ and more like ‘I’ll let you get close before tearing off your limbs’. Had it been a less dire moment she might’ve laughed at her own joke, but her heart was still in her throat and the rifle in her hands was visible shaking. The wolf was still, and so Nina took it as something as close to invite as she could get, made her way swiftly by the animal and kneeled before the bear trap.<br/><br/>This was as close to a werewolf as Nina had -ever- been, and as frightening as it was, it made her excited too. This was it, so close she could smell it, the musky scent of the forest and fur and so gorgeous she found it hard to focus. She wanted to reach out to touch the fur, turn her face to see the eyes. Was there any human in them still? Did she really understand her or was it an instinct to let her close? Nina wanted to believe there to be more and prove it to the others, and boy was there to tell about this!<br/><br/>While already enjoying the feeling of getting to write to them about this meeting, she wedged the rifle between the steel jaws of the bear trap.<br/>“This will sting, okay? I need you to… -us- to… stay calm, okay?” Nina took a deep breath, glancing at the wolf’s eyes before pushing the rifle down with her whole weight. A loud crack, hopefully from the trap and not the rifle, and the sickening sound of the steel teeth pulling out of the wolf’s flesh.