The werewolf hesitated for a second, furry head cocking slightly to the side as he studied the fire. He snarled at the warning, not registering it as anything more than the bray of a human - loud and sharp and hard on his sensitive hearing - and stalked closer slowly but surely. Crouching slightly, he snarled once more then leapt into the air, landing hard on the Firebender.
A snap of his jaws near Zuko's face and he was already moving away, this time tackling the trembling woman who was trying to climb over the counter in an effort to escape him. She went down with a scream that turned into a gurgling sound as hot blood filled the werewolf's mouth. Her throat was no match for his razor-sharp teeth and all too soon she was dead. Bloodlust temporarily sedated, the werewolf spun back toward the Firebender, blood dripping from his muzzle as he sniffed at the air, puzzled by the slightly burnt smell that greeted him.