"That doesn't mean you beat them!" Elizabeth had immediately defended, at the same time having backed away when William had approached. "I don't need to take anyone anywhere, he can help himself." She had retorted again, and would've been backed up to the opposite wall when the wolf had suddenly sprung into action, but Elizabeth just watched, almost immediately pressing her back against the wall and dropping the bag, fearful the animal would attack her like the others.<br/><br/>When this large wolf actually did start approaching her, she only pressed herself against the wall more, fear already in her, afraid she'd be bitten or some other terrible thing. But out of all the things she was imagining was going to happen, she hadn't been expecting what the wolf did. Elizabeth didnt move for that reason when the wolf pressed its head against her hands. She immediately wanted to pet it, but just looked down at it with wide eyes.<br/><br/>After standing there for another few moments, she then followed the wolf, pausing when it went straight for Aleksey's room. Why would it go there? She knew she left the door open... But wouldn't any other animal had still tried to get outdoors? This night just kept getting stranger, in her mind. Cautiously she followed further, and peered into the room to see the wolf on the bed.<br/><br/>Elizabeth quickly glanced back before she closed and locked the door behind her. Maybe Aleksey wouldn't approve, but... She just hoped he wasnt allergic to dogs. Glancing about the room then back at the wolf, she could see where shard glass pieces were embedded in its skin. She couldnt just let the poor thing suffer like that...<br/><br/>She went into what she was asuming and hoping was the little bathroom in Aleksey's dorm, grabbing a hand rag that she found and dipping it in water, planning on cleaning off the blood the best she could. Carrying the rag she then walked back out, and rather slowly inched her way to the wolf, hoping and some what eve praying that she wasnt being stupid- that she wouldn't be attacked. When she was close enough to touch the wolf but still at arms length, she made herself stay calm. Animals could sense things, right?<br/><br/>And so she dared to reach forward with the rag in hand, and gently dabbed at one of the bleeding areas. "Youre all cut up.." She said softly in a practical coo, with her other hand settling her dainty fingers around a shard of glass some place else and pull it out quickly, then just as quickly practically jumping away altogether in case the wolf would snap at her.