Furtive as she was, she at least acted with great swiftness.

Straight at Mispoon she launched herself with a snarl and snap of fangs that made Miki hug the ground still closer.
Deep into Mispoon's four-inch armour of feathers Maheegun buried her fangs.

Taken at a disadvantage Mispoon's head would have been torn from his body before he could have gathered himself for battle had it not been for Newish.

Pulling her blood stained head from Ahtik's flesh and blood she drove at Maheegun with a throaty, wheezing scream--a cry that was like the cry of no other thing that lived.

Into the she-wolf's back she sank her beak and talons and Maheegun gave up her grip on Mispoon and tore ferociously at her new assailant.