PROMPT: After leaving her shift at the radio station, beca gets attacked by a wild animal but was later saved by what looked like a large wolf (Chloe)
The concrete was hard- of course, it was, that's what concrete was supposed to feel like. If it would soft, that would alarm Beca even more. It pressed against the small of her back, the air pushing through her lungs as a strangled gasp sounded in the dark parking lot.
The type of pain that engulfed her back reminded her of when she was little and she would take a tumble on a bike, or even her skateboard. Her shoes got caught on a rough patch, or she would lose control of the handles; always landing flat on her ass and covered in bloodied scars, the bruises coming later. But the girl would always pick herself back up.
This was different, this made her heart pound against her chest and the warm sensation of blood soaked through her t-shirt right below her ribs, arms held up and fighting off the mass of black fur that had knocked her off her feet in the first place. Beca could barely breathe, barely calm down enough to attempt to kick off the mutt.
At least she thought it was a dog, she didn't get a good look at it before it charged at her, almost body checking the tiny girl as it rammed its shoulder into her midsection. She grunted as she lifted her knee into the large animal's abdomen, not lessening its hold on her forearm. It had moved on from the wound it created in her side, instead attempting to get a firm hold on her neck.
Beca remembered hearing that's the one place you had to protect. The one place an animal with the taste of blood in their mouth would strike first. It was an instant kill- and Beca, being the strong type that she is, instantly regretted offering to close the station by herself tonight (Though she was certain she had a better chance of being mugged than being mauled.)
The canine dug its teeth further into her arm, close to hitting bone as a strangled hiss pushed past her jaws. This was bad, if she didn't die from this, then she was sure to lose consciousness from the amount of blood that she lost. She wanted to speak but couldn't get a grip on anything with this thing coming at her from all sides.
That's when she felt it, the weight that was lifted off her chest with a slight whimper. The jaws that were locked around her arm were suddenly gone with a painful sting, hot crimson liquid coating most of her chest and stomach at this point. Her breathing was labored, attention shifting to the struggle to her right.
It was a dog; the thing that attacked her. A large mutt that had to be a mix between a lab and a husky. It didn't have a collar, ear almost bit clean off and healed over to create some nasty scar. Beca had seen it around the back alley a few times, not expecting it to ever charge at her like that.
She dug her heels into the parking lot, scrambling to push herself up against the side of her car, still hot from the recently set Georgia sun. Beca pulled her arm close to her midsection, trying to quell the bleeding in a way that wouldn't give her a look at the damage done. She would lose her lunch if she did, not trusting her gore factor on this one.
The black dog was on it's back, a compromising position that gave the brunette's savior a swift break. She expected to a see a person, a kind stranger that had seen the altercation and rammed a steel-toed boot into its side. Instead, she saw an even bigger animal.
Her breath caught, it wasn't like any dog she had ever laid eyes on before; a large wolf with russet fur and deep blue eyes, kind eyes that would flash with gold each time it let out an earthy snarl. Its jowls dripped with saliva as the wolf hovered on top of the black dog, it's own muzzle coating in a red substance.
The wolf snapped at the guilty looking animal, it's ears down and head turned to the side expecting an impact that never came. Beca watched with curiosity as the older animal seemed to have a bit of mercy for her attacker.
With one swift growl, the red wolf stepped back, letting out a deep rumble that the mutt took as a horrid sign. Yelping as it trotted off to a new spot then it's usual hobble behind the station.
Beca didn't realize that she was panting, her ears ringing as she struggled to grasp onto her phone. The large wolf was staring off into the direction of the offender- not taking notice of the small human that shook against her injuries. She hit call on her phone, sliding the emergency button as the device pulled up an operator.
"911 what's your emergency?"
"Uh, yeah." She spoke softer than usual, heart in her chest as the large wolf quickly turned its icy stare towards her. Its eyes seemed kind and familiar. She never knew it was possible for an alpha animal to show so much compassion towards someone like her. Someone bleeding out and barely holding on. "I'm right by Barden, 9th, and main. I was just attacked by a dog, I'm bleeding pretty badly."
"Is the animal still there, ma'am."
"No, it uh" She paused, if she told them what really happened they would call animal control. Her fear was still thick in the air, but that didn't mean she wanted this animal to fall mercy to a tranquilizer. "I fought it off. I'm alone."
The wolf had its head cocked to the side at this point, one ear flopping down slightly as it faced Beca, the girl shifting as much as she could as she listened to the instructions from the operator before hanging up, knowing that it wouldn't take long for law enforcement to get here. In a way, the wolf almost seemed puppy-like. Well, as puppy-like as a wild animal can get.
She stiffened as the wolf took a few steps closer, cautious with its movements. Its head was lowered and soft whimpers began to emit from its throat every so often, making Beca bring her guard down until the animal was a few inches from her side, sniffing the air.
"Thank you," Beca whispered meekly, eyes threatening to fall shut. She was tired, more than she would like to emit. Her body felt heavy and breathing was short, making the wolf let out another cry of concern.
The brunette didn't make any attempt to move as the animal placed it's cold nose along the edge of her palm, nuzzling it slightly as it let Beca run her fingers mindlessly through fur- it was softer than she thought it would be.
"You're not so scary, are you?" Beca asked, voice raspy as her words started to slur. The wolf trying to keep her attention by nudging her chilly muzzle against the woman's cheek, making a small smile pull at the woman's lips. "You're like a giant puppy."
The wolf huffed at that, almost like it could understand her. Like it thought it was such a badass and this tiny disk jockey had just insulted its pride. Regardless, it made Beca smile even wider.
"You should go," Beca husked, running her fingers over the wolf once more, They could both hear the siren's heading their way, bouncing off the buildings and flashing a mix of red and blue lights. The wolf almost looked sad to go, swallowing as it took an apprehensive step back. "I'll be okay. Thanks to you."
Another pained whimper filled the air as the wolf darted its deep blue eyes towards the approaching noise before it took another step back and turned in a red flash. Trotting off in the direction Beca assumed it came from- her stare following the animal until it became nothing but a tinted blur.