Amaris slid to a halt right at the top at the edge of the ravine just in time to see the fool human release her kin from the bear trap. “No!” She yelled with all the power in her lungs but whether she was yelling for him to not touch the trap or for the werewolf to not attack was unclear. Either way, it was enough for the grey wolf to turn away and go settle to lick his wound.<br/><br/>She scrambled down the animal path, only glancing at the fallen human to make sure he wasn’t hurt and at his pet to ensure she wasn’t going to attack. Seeing he was fine and Sophie seemed friendly, she made her way to the injured beast. At her approach the wolf crouched into a submissive posture, whining up at her, almost as if it was asking her for help. Amaris kneeled next to it and pulled into a loose imitation of a hug, the top of the wolf’s head pressed tightly against her chest. After a moment it licked her chin and shifted enough to present the injured leg. “I don’t think it’s broken, my friend. You should be able to get home. Just be careful,” she murmured soothingly into its ear. Once the beast was gone, limping towards home, she turned her attention to the human.<br/><br/>“What the hell is wrong with you?! It’s one thing to trap the animals in a cage but why the hell would you try to approach an wolf caught in a trap? You are so lucky I showed up in time. That pet of yours would have been torn to bits trying to save your hide right before he ripped your throat out!” She was a bundle of angry energy, pacing around the small clearing and punctuating her words with her hands. “You are going to get yourself killed one day when I’m not around to save you.” She stopped in front of him, hands on her hips, her eyes flashing with a feral kind of anger.