Rebecca blinked; she hadn't expected this guy to be back, but she was hardly going to back down now. This one was big, but you know what they said about how they fall...
She did not expect the wolf to lunge; to do try to attack a vampire form distance was madness. How can you expect to catch something that's faster than you and always moves first? It was almost nothing to duck beneath the dive and punch the wolfs windpipe as it went past. It went down, and she hoped it would stay down
"I've been a vampire longer than I care to remember" she said, with iron in her voice born of her many sleepiness nights, "and long enough to learn how to deal with your kind." She stopped, and took a step back, "I do not truly desire a fight, but you cannot deny your omegas were foolish and naive; each were bent on attacking three vampires alone, on our own turf. You know this to be suicide, and you cannot fault me for saying so"
"I am no coward," she finished, "But I respect a great foe, and I would rather fight you for a better reason than that I warned your omegas of their mistakes"
