I jump back. A head swerves up to me. Yeah, she's definitely mad at me. I draw my daggers. Its jaws open wide, and I get a whiff of blood and fey. I grimace. Come on... com on m... let's end this. 

Then... the heads turn from me. They start attacking other soldiers. I land onto a wagon and almost get a mouthful of wet hay. I brush myself off. I look around in the dizziness. So... she's not mad at me? What is she doing? She should hate me.

"Puck, are you alright?!" Meghan calls.

"Yes! Yes. Fine just a little horsey." I joke.

"Now is not the time for jokes Puck!" Ash yells.

"No time for jokes? Have you met me?" I ask.

"Puck!" Ash and Nyx yells.

"What?" I ask. 

I look up and I see heads shooting down at them. 

"Why are they not attacking you?" Meghan asks me. 

"Because I'm handsome." I wink.

Meghan smirks at me. I see the other heads charge at the rest of them. What about me?! I never thought she wouldn't attack me. I buried her in ice and snow, darkness and night. Shakespear even wrote a freaking poem about it! Well... I'll make her attack me. I charge at one wolf's head. 'I shoot up. I throw my dagger. It dodges. I look down and another one swerves past me. I see it grab another fey. I pull myself forward. I slam into the wolf's head.

"Hi." I slam my dagger into its eyes.

It howls in pain. How do you like that? It swings its head. I've wrestled a lot of beasts, but she throws me into the air. I transform into a raven. I fly down near Ash, who somehow got a torch seemed to need some backup. I transform into myself again. Jump over ash and slam my dagger into the wolfs nose. It yelps.