Sangre growled when she saw the Gauru turn toward Zeus.  Ignoring Little Howl, she immediately ran past him and stood between Zeus and the Gauru as she shifted up into Gauru form herself and gave a menacing snarl.  She didn’t care about the rebar in the beast’s back nor about Little Howl’s injury; right now all that mattered was Zeus’ safety…and knocking this bitch down a couple notches.  As the blood splattered onto her face, Sangre licked her muzzle and immediately felt the urge to kill…and possibly eat this annoyance.