By the night, a group passes by the night, in frenzied retreat. "The wolf!" they cry, fleeing towards the city as they pass by that redhead Ezrite and her travelling companions. This only sets them in the opposite direction searching for it - and find it they do, eventually. A shout pierces the night: "So it is blood you wish then, wolf! Well then, you shall have it!" A violent clash fills the night, and then silence.
The party returns towards the vistani camp by Vallaki not all that long later - Emma covered in blood. And yet for a claw wound on her leg, it is not her own.
A victory of sorts, it would seem.