((Oh almost forgot. When a werewolf is in it's wolf form only other werewolfs and vampires who have telepathic abilities can understand them when they talk. Some humans and vampires can understand individules if they've been around them a lot.))
Flint heard Damons' taunt which enraged her. She launched herself into the clearing and almost landed on the other werewolf. She growled at him saying, "Move it!" Flint looked around and spotted others. Six by her count and one of them was... "DAMON!" Flint snarled at Damon. She glared at him. Flint walked over to him, digging her claws into the dirt with each step. Flint looked at the girl standing near him. She could feel her high and unstable emotions as she tried to keep them under control. Thet girl is quit unstable. She'll probably lose it if something happened to release those emotions. Just me entering this clearing has started to make it worse on her. Hmm maybe I can use this to my advantage. Flint thought to herself and slightly grinned.
Before Forra could say anything she heard bushes shake behind her and something burst through them. She turned around and looked at what had just entered the clearing. A huge black and white wolf, that was now looking as if it was grinning, was heading right towards her and Damon. "What the..." Was all she could say. All of her motions were running way to high and this was just making it worse. Her anger was still present but her confusion was growing.
Triston stared in disbelief at the giant wolf that just came boundiing out of the forest, nearly hitting Sam, that was now heading toward his sister and Damon. He was stuck where he was. He couldn't think what to do.