Jack was the kind of dog that thought he was larger than he really was but even he knew that he would stand no chances against this one. He growled, his lips curled back from his teeth but he moved no closer. From the house, Holly could hear as another set of backs and snarls filled the air and worry for her companion grew. It intensified when she saw white fur. "Jack!" She called, fear for her dog clouding her fear of the past and the forest. She sprinted towards the gate, scooping him up in her arms again where he growled and barked still. Holly wasn't paying attention to him though, scrabbling back when she saw exactly what he had been backing at. Her heart leapt to her throat and she stumbled back, her eyes wide with terror.