Nobody's prey

He frowned at her playful tap, but when his eyes met hers there was no hint that she had intended the gesture. As he sat his own stance, he knew by her grin that she was agreeable with the idea. "It does" he agreed. What did he want from her? Numerous terrible ideas flashed through his thoughts and he grinned back at her. A wicked thing that spelled of mischief.


More fool him, he had let his attention wonder enough that she surprised him. Rocketing forward, which set his defences to the fore. Leaning into his forepaws as he had time only to brace. Then her body was shifting right and her teeth where in his coat. He let out a grunt before pivoting suddenly and swiping his paw into her shoulder. He felt the connect through he hadn't set enough strength behind it to hurt her. "Conditions, Isa" he said, amusement a rumble in his chest. "What does a hit gain us?" They were one for one so far.