The delicate female was backed up against the outer wall of the house, too far away from the front door to slip inside, not to mention she was in her quadrupedal form, without the use of her hands. The front door would have been useless to her in this form, and she didn't have time to shift. Her breathing was short and paniced as she did her best to try and back up further from the creature that had cornered her. How had she gotten into this situation?! She hadn't even been doing anything. Well, she had been taking a walk around the house, but that was a completely innocent activity. She had specifically tried to stay out of situations that might cause her trouble. In fact, the ivory and slate girl had stayed home almost constantly these past few days. Still, trouble seemed to find her. Why? She didn't know.
Today, trouble found her in the form of a crazed, mangy coyote, deranged and starving. It had lost every ounce of the civility commonly found in canines these days. If it had, it likely would have recognized that she was a fellow canine, and as such, not appropriate food. Yes, this was a bad situation for the blind duchess.
As she was visually impaired, she could not see what it was that had pinned her to the wall, all she knew was that she had to get away from it, because she could hear it inching closer to her and snarling at her viciously. "Help! Somebody...anybody! , she yelped as loud as she could, her soprano voice carrying with it a tone of absolute terror. "Please! Heath! Haven! Leroy! Jac! Somebody help!" Oh how she wished she had called sooner. She had smelt the strange scent from a distance, but had thought it might have just been another loner investigating the borders of the Cour des Miracles lands. It had been a loner, but this one wasn't looking for a home. No, it was looking for food and Ruri, poor, innocent, defenseless, blind Ruri had been the first pack member it had encountered. Her ears were pinned to her head in fear as she continued to push against the wall, too afraid to try and run. Besides, it was doubtful she would escape, even if she took one of her memorized routes away from the house. This creature was desperate, and would likely stop at nothing to catch her. Her only hope would be that one of her packmates would hear her voice and come to her rescue.