Fall yelped as a gray-white wolf ramed into her unprotected ribs. 'Damn.' She though, as she pulled herself up before another male wolf had an opening. She glanced around quickly, and to her dismay, they were surrounded on all sides. There was no escaping, but she knew that her pride would not allow her to run from a fight, no matter how much the odds were against them. Taking in a deep breath, she lifted her gaze toward the oncoming wolf. She charged her letting out a snarl. She covered the distance between them with ease, and at the last moment she spun on her front legs letting her hind legs fly around her in a perfect 180 turn. As soon as her haunches landed she jumped onto the wolf who now had it's back turned to her. With great persision gained from months of practice, she landed square on the female's shoulders. With a snarl, she grabbed hold of her scruff. Although, she misjudged the size of the wolf. Her legs couldn't find a grip, and she slipped pulling a mucle in her shoulder as she tried to scramble back up. Although, it wasn't a total loss for her because she had managed to keep her hold on the wolf's scruff.<br/><br/>Edit: I changed the last sentance and the gender of Goblin's wolf because I mistaked it for a he. lol