LO

"Hahh… Hahh! Come on, come on. I can do this. I must do this."

HOWL!

The howling intensifies the terror in the hassled woman as she tries to run faster even more than she already was. She was running at a pace as if she wouldn't be alive the moment she'd stop on her steps. Which actually seemed to be just true even at this point.

At this point, where numerous spiritual hybrid wolves were running after her hazardously. Thirsty for her blood. Hungry for her flesh.

Or maybe, neither really for her blood, nor for her flesh. But rather for her destruction, her defeat. Hungry for her downfall. Downfall from the wolf pack, from the wolf nation and probably the entire history.