“Why do you have to be such a bitch!? I’m trying to save you!” Ruth growls in anger as you pounce her. She screams in pain as your teeth bite her arm. But suddenly her scream of pain is cut short as the vet tech have been able to free her arm and give Ruth a good punch on her muzzle, knocking her out. The vet tech lies exhausted on the floor with the unconscious Ruth on top of her. “Good dog” She praises you between her breaths, as she finally takes her eyes of Ruth and looks at you. You pant contentedly as you feel that you have defended your pack well.
After a couple of minutes the vet tech manages to push Ruth off herself and get up. “What the hell is that thing?” She asks you as if she expected an answer while she looks down on the motionless Ruth. “Maybe we’d better lock it up until I can find someone to take care of this thing… whatever it is…”