I Laugh in the Face of Danger!

There is no doubt that the lithe lioness is faster than himself. He sees it as she dances around him, claws reaching out to swipe at him. Her piercing gaze looking through him and reading every move before he even knows it. His paws swipe through air as she twists away from him, her own claws grazing his ribs as he swings his hind end away from her advance.

Raumr smiles at her, a chuckle in his chest as she teases him. "Perhaps I wanted you to get close," he teases back, his fiery amber eyes aglow with excitement. With one last attempt, he surges forward, his large paws sliding over packed dirt toward Graive. He aims to grab her and take her down to the ground, only a few bruises if he's successful.

Raumr Regalus, the Third