While the female sparred with the second wolf, Tarren was being thrown around like a ragdoll by the first. It had gotten a hold of his wrist and sent him flying.<br/>It was on him instantly, though Terr got his hand up just in time to stop a fatal bite, his wrist got gnawed on thoroughly.<br/><br/>As the creature tried to chew off his wrist, his left hand came around, digging sharp claws in to the creatures right eye...let's just say, a yelp of pain...was definitely heard echoing throughout the forest.