His nose clung to the earth, inhaling every microbe of her scent. What had caused her to do this to him?
A clattering came from across the room and he leaped onto the stone with a snarl. He had been startled and reactive. It smelled like her! She had thrown it! Where?!? His eyes cast around the room and fell upon the tumble of strange pretend animals stuffed with fluff. One of them looked rather familiar. He slunk down and stalked himself forward until he was nose-to-nose with her. She attempted to lick his nose but he snarled and lunged for her throat. Dragging her out of the stuffed animals and into the open room.
"Don't you DARE hide from me!" He snarled and threw her bodily onto the floor. One paw placed over her chest as he loomed dangerously over her tiny frame. "I should break your fragile tiny legs for this! I am your GOD! You will OBEY ME!" He flashed his sharp teeth in her face with a harsh snap. He pressed a fraction of his weight over her chest to push into her ribs and cut her breathing, to emphasize that with one push he could still end her life, crush her under his mighty strength.
Ultyr, The God-Prince of Archnemes, bent low over her minuscule frame and harshly whispered in her ear, "You are lucky I am ever so kind a God to you, little Kitten, but do not forget who my father was." He warned her harshly.
With a growl he released her. "Sit up." He ordered. "Nod your head that you understand never to hide or run away from me again." He commanded as he loomed, monstrous, over her again.