Dymeh fell over as a wolf rammed into his side, knocking the wind out of him. He needed to right himself, but he moved too slowly. A large wolf had him pinned; luckily Dymeh had been in this situation before. He moved his head at just the right angle to get a good bite on his attacker's neck. As the wolf howled in pain, Dymeh leaped at another wolf, taking it off-guard. His claws met fur, and when he pulled his paw back it was covered in blood. He'd hit a sweet spot. 
 "Aleera!" He barked, "We need to get out of here while they're weak."