Even when she was little, Renia had a strong sense of duty to watch over the young or weak. People would call it a maternal instinct, but she always felt more like a guard dog.
As her world fell further into disarray it felt more necessary. Watch. Protect. Shield. She never had to act on it but once for her niece. And she had come to regret her over-the-top response as it made people distance themselves from her, including her sister.
Even now she wanted to calm herself, but, she couldn't. She wasn't strong, or confident enough to fight like a normal ass person. But she was going to fight.
The wolf seemed to sense the change, stepping back when she started growling as well. Then they both moved, crashing into each other. The wolf tries to bite at her face, but she moves away, grabbing the top of its mouth and jerking its head at a weird angle.
