This girl was making it hard to kill her. In a physical sense, it was easy since the beast overpowered her, but mentally it was draining. It was easier if this girl just gave her a reason to be mad or to hate this human girl. Yet she felt hesitation as the human silently begged for her life, crying beneath her. It made her heart twist... But Zari had no other choice now.. Hoping to make this quick, her fangs bit down on the human's neck, hoping to quickly rip it out to make the process as quick as possible. Yet she found herself stopping, her ears pinning back at the mumbled cries of pain. No, she had to finish it, the bite has been done and it would be crueler to leave her with a curse.

[i]Yet she would live...[/i]

A voice spoke within her mind, making the wolf lose her grip around the throat. Kill.... Yet how? The scent of a bull caught her attention as she raised her head instantly, licking the human blood off her fangs. This human tasted sweet as well.... Damn her. A bullish roar screamed in the air and her fur bristled and her throat growled as a bull humanoid creature wandered out, fur a dark brown and eyes full of rage. This is what one may call a Minotaur.

They were strong creatures, temperamental and ready to fight. Looking at the human thoughtfully, the werewolf pondered if she should leave and let the Minotaur finish this girl off. That way she wouldn't have to do it. Yet she found herself releasing the human and slowly padding to the Minotaur, snarling. The human would most likely flee back home, if she could find her way, but after being bitten.. she would return. 

With a vicious snarl, the massive wolf lept at the Minotaur, slamming into it with paws outstretched. Fangs biting into the creatures shoulder. It cried out in pain, its hands grabbing at her black fur and making swift punches to remove the large beast. It carried its axe in its right hand and slashed at her. Quickly, Zari lept away before being caught, but quicky lunged again. Fangs biting into the right arm and shaking it. Attempting to rip it right off. However, she didn't react fast enough as the Minotaur's horns suddenly swooped down and managed to cut across the werewolf's muzzle. She yelped painfully but snarled as she moved under and up to lunge at her opponents throat.

At the edge of the woods were a group a men on horses, most knights who cautiously stared at the entrance. Though a man in silken robes with metal armor and tunic underneath looked around. "Grace! My daughter where are you!" He called, worried for her safety having not long ago discovered her disappearance. He had hoped she did not enter these dangerous woods... but he was going to hecl anyway.