The beast ignored Lyle for the time being, and turned to face Ajira. It stood on its two back leg's, towering around eight feet tall. It raised its claws up at its sides about to its waist, and let out a ground rumbling warning growl at Ajira. The wolf just stood there at watched Ajira, then quickly looked to Lyle, then back to Ajira.
It was debating weather to finish Lyle, or have Lyle and Ajira share the same fate. The wolf slowly returned to Lyle, but never turned its back to Ajira. Keeping eye contact with Ajira, the wolf, on all fours, sunk its razor blade teeth into Lyle's shoulder and started to drag him deeper into the woods.