trust me, im a goose

Admittedly, Bramble was not expecting the goose to actually attack her. Before she could even run or dodge his advances, a very large wing came walloping her upside the head. A squeal left her as she stumbled a step to the side. Revealing a row of sharp puppy teeth, she retaliated with a snip toward his wing. In the process and to the goose's luck of having a rather long neck, his beak snapped at her skin. Whining from the pinching sensation, Bramble lowered her head and charged at the goose. "Go home why don't ya!" She screeched at the goose. "I live here! Not you!" The pup was now upset because what had she done to deserve getting attacked by a goose!? Snapping her jaws in his direction, not trying to hurt the animal, but scare him off, she kept the pressure on hoping he got the hint.