The growl escapes her for the briefest moment before she pulls everything back in. She grinds her teeth together, and forces the wolf back under control. She doesn't dare risk challenging a hunter. There isn't anyone here who could offer her help and partnership.

Well, except an Archangel, but she would not ask that.

"The smell carries furthest." She sighs. "But I will be respectful of your wishes." Brigid wouldn't do anything that he did not want her to. She obeys.