Ringer watched the woman walk away, then turned her attention to the creature. She was about to move in the snow when she realized the thing was already moving toward her. It looked ferocious and the fae's parting words were not encouraging to the hunter's chances of survival. Ringer uncrossed her arms and drew her weapon in the same motion as she intentionally dropped backward, knowing the snow would catch her fall.

She managed to dodge the first slash, the second cutting one of the straps to her pack clean into pieces and gouging into her skin with it. The hunter pulled the trigger easily at the same time as the attack came, sending one bullet into its chest a couple feet away and another into the thing's shoulder area at point blank range. The third narrowly missed as the animal pressed her shoulder deep into the snow, twisting her arm uncomfortably as the rest of the creature followed. Claws dug into her shoulder, its other paw scratching her side and elbow as it pinned her opposite arm. It made its bizarre scream again and shredded the other pack's strap.