Tamara doesn't even notices the noise of the cart, and barely feels the wolf hitting her head, the anger blinding her to everything than her revenge. However, Charles yell does make her stop trying to rip the wolf's paw out, and turn slightly to look at the incoming fool. She meeps in surprise, feeling the wrist forcefully removed from ehr jaws as she is forced to roll away, ripping out a small chunk of wolf's skin and flesh, which she swallows in reflex.<br/><br/>Seeing that Charles has the situation in hand with the wolf, Tamara runs back to Sar. "Sar! Sar! Are you alright? Oh Goddess, Sar please, answer me!" she looks at his body, searching for his wounds, and gently, delicately, places his head on her lap, caressing his head, and continuing to look for the wounds the bullet inflicted.<br/><br/>"I don't know," she replies to Charles. "He's been shot. He's loosing blood! Someone call an ambulance! Charles! Please, Sar, ahng on love! I don't want to loose you..."