Unfortunately for them both, that wasn't enough to knock the wolf out. Lyall gives a snarl at the voice, not understanding anything about it except that it means "prey" or "threat" or potentially both. He scrambles his feet under him again, wheezing at the unsteadiness of it, and lunges again. This time he actually manages not to collapse under his own weight, but there still isn't much force behind it. His teeth are aimed for whatever they can get around: if all that is, is an ankle, he'll make do.