Ember Wolfe
"I'm not a man chil-!" Ember smirked at this, another insult on her lips when... Rough angry snarls made her flinch, a glazed look in her eyes, instincts commanding her to dive away from the enraged animal. Yet, she disobeyed her instincts and instead let them the animal go for her arm, her mind blank.
Teeth sunk into her forearm, and the pressure of the bite caused her Ember to come back to life. Her eyes became orbs of fire, burning brighter as she pulled her leg up, kneeing the animal in the chest. Air whooshed out of the animal's lungs and the soldier fell backwards with the animal atop her. She pulled something out of her pocket and rammed it into the dog's side. Its already loose jaws opened to let out out a yelping scream as it jumped away from the down Ember who held an object that looked a bit like a stun gun.
With the dog gone, Ember exhaled loudly and looked around at the others. Surprisingly, instead of jumping to her feet and shooting the dog or yelling at Ace for not being able to control his dog, she began to laugh. It was a slightly crazed laughter and she noticed as she began gasping, her hands crossing her chest as if trying hold back the laughter. "I'm-" laughter. Gasp. "-sorry-" laughter. She stopped trying to talk when she was able to stop laughing.
Ember looked up at Ace, a slaphappy look on her face. "I apologize for that." Then, like it was a normal occurrence, she lifted her arm over her head to look at the wound. Blood dribbled onto her cheek, but she ignored it as the bite had been a clean one, and there was no shredded flesh, so... A look of horror plastered itself to her face, as she put her finger through a newly torn hole in her leather sleeve of her jacket. "Dammit. I really liked this one, too." And with that, she sat up and held out a hand to Ace. "Its official, I'm a CAT person, now please pull me up before I turn your dog into a pair of boots."