By all accounts most normal girls in her situation should be running for the hills, giant ass wolf narrowing glowing red eyes at you getting ready to pounce and possibly tear your head off. Jo was kind of odd though and instead she took in the beast's movements which were thankfully slow and gave him away. She was a quick girl, she was stronger than she looked but she still was a scrawny little thing, she was pretty sure this would hurt.
Jo shifted her weight, waiting for the pouce, gripping her knife tight. She knew she had about one shot at this or else she would be crushed under the weight of the thing. "Come on you son of a bitch," she muttered under her breath, waiting for the pounce.