“Clint, darling I’m a little busy over here. My hands are fang deep in the big bad beastie's mouth could you be a dear and stab him with the dagger?” She tried to play it off like it wasn’t a big deal. Like the wolf wasn’t trying to eat her up like little red riding hood. Like she wasn’t three seconds away from ripping the wolf’s bottom jaw off. 

“Anywhere will do, the pure silver will force him to change back into a human and then I can take him where he belongs.”