She grabbed her hair, it was like something snapped inside Zara and she could feel the anger mounting. No one touched her hair, she always styled her hair differently. Something odd was with her hair, fluffed out and pulled up into an extremely high pony, or just crazy, she loved messing with her hair, and this dirty monster had put her hands all over it. It would take days to get it clean and she growled loudly, before she was almost knocked out. Falling to the ground, she lay there for a second, listening to the things demands.
Rubbing her head she looked up at the thing. It sort of sounded fun, fight this thing, she got to find out what her strengths and weaknesses are, maybe get a little more information on what these things were. Lay here, it would leave her alone, break the rules, she was killed and fed to the puppy. Sounded reasonable enough, but she wasn't about to run. "Okay.. so what happens if I get the better of you? Say, you're doggie there dies, and I take off your head?" She asked calmly, as she gingerly got to her feet, pain exploding in her head and in her ribs. She almost fell back over, but managed to twist her grimace of pain, into a scowl that she focused up at her.
"Hypothetically of course." She said grinning up at her, before collapsing slightly. Landing on one knee, she tried to collect herself. It was worse then she thought, and she knew she wouldn't last long in a chase. But what did it matter, she only had to apparate, of course that might be considered against the rules, but it wasn't like the beast could follow her if she was out of reach for her to be dragged along with her. She got back to her feet, and rubbed her head. "Of course, you will have to pay for touching my hair.. I'm a bit sensitive about that.. People don't. touch. my. hair." She growled out and pointed her wand at her. "Crucio!"