Gateway to Hell

She would growl and pull away from his touch, snapping her jaws near his muzzle as her ivory daggers dripped poison. She didn't like his attitude, or the way he was treating her. A Queen like her deserved at least a bit more respect. She would push into his chest and shove him aside, a snarl ripping through her throat. She would growl and snap her jaws on his tail, tugging it and thrashing her head around, attempting to get at least some blood drawn. She would let her jaws let go of his tail, whispering in his ear. "Maybe you should treat a Queen like me with more respect." She would quickly jump up on her hind legs and snap her jaws shut on his ear, thrashing her head around, attempting to yank off a chunk of his ear, she would distribute her weight evenly between both of her hind legs, scruff and hackles raising as her core tensed. Her eyes narrowed into small slits and her claws dug against his scruff and in the ground for added balance. Her tail and skull aligned with her thrashing spine, and her joints became loose for easier movement. Her head would continue to thrash around as she attempted to take a chunk off of his pretty little ear.