Quinn positioned herself for a fight, and the pack members around her backed away, giving her the space she needed. They were afraid, but at least they didn’t leave the injured members behind, they were pulling them away with them, saving them.

The rogue was the first to attack and Quinn didn’t find it hard to sight its advances. Its attack was powerful, but it was nonstrategic. He was big…big and slow…but one hit from it could bring her to her knees…she had to thread ...