Sylvia paused for a moment and hesitated. The next second another cry sounded. This time she couldn't help but soften up a bit. It looked like the animal was really in a lot of pain.
Perhaps it was all alone just like her. She sighed and cautiously cleared the brambles to step in. She decided to take a look at the thing.
If it was in so much pain, it couldn't possibly be strong enough to hurt her. Nevertheless, she materialized a ball of flames in her hand just in case it was a trap.
She ducked under the branches and peered in slowly and right in front of her was the source of the noise!
A small black wolf pup was entangled in a bunch of messy thorny vines. These also did not look like normal vines as one of them unwound itself from the pup and slithered towards Sylvia.
It snapped at her as if it wanted to devour her too.
