They were all launching themselves at the bull in order to take it down, satisfaction in her eyes as the bull fell to its knees from the weight as he was quickly killed by the black wolf in the crowd, Titan. She had been running, trying to find a spot to launch at when the bull went down, that near kick of the face having set her back a bit though it did not discourage her, a wide grin on her maw outweighing the slight pain that had hit her upper ear, though not nearly as bad as it could have been and thus brushed off.
“MAHTAVA!” The Finnish girl called out in her native tongue, a thick accent rolling out in the air as she felt a bit of heat rise to her cheeks, realizing the switch in language as soon as she’d said her words. She gave a light chuckle as she looked at them all. “I mean… awesome!” She slowly explained, perhaps teaching a few of them a Finnish exclamation in the process if they chose to retain the information as she backed up, waiting of course for the leads to take their first bites, thus the tradition of a pack.
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