The knife the wolf threw hit the cheetah in her shoulder, as she was leaning against the wall with her back. She screamed as a sudden surge of pain flowed through her. In her anger she looked to the wolf who threw the knife. "Why you little..." Determined to repay him, she slowly moved towards the wolf, keeping the hand of the uninjured arm against her wounded shoulder. Her leather armour only gave little protection, and proved to be too weak against attacks like these.