Pinned to the ground, Trish realizes she hasn't many options. She thinks about taking an arrow from her quiver and stabbing the wolf, but remembers how they work; by releasing the potion upon impact to be inhaled by the victim and who would happen to be unfortunate enough to be close to the arrow.<br/><br/>"P-p-please. Don't k-kill me..." Trish whimpers out to the wolf, her frightened reaction a cover for her to slide an arrow from the quiver on her hip, preparing her move and ready to hold her breath...