She is up in a flash, popping to her feet like a scared rabbit, his threats hitting home - spoken or not. She has no fondness for him, nor any ill-will toward the male, but she does as she pleases. As he steps, so does the dancing princess. Her multi-toned doubled growl coming from deep within her chest as he comes at her, only when his demeanor changes does she lift her tail in greeting. As he sniffs, so does Jaidah, the want to brush the spilled blood on his pelt into her mouth made her growl as she brushed her tongue against his hip, no doubt the drops got there by shaking his head as he feasted, snarling and charging the fox like girl.

A deep, dark, purring growl escapes her at that one syllable, but she manages to hold onto her wit. "Mmm...me too, let's go." She smirked over her shoulder, then darted up through the caverns and out to what she calls home. It is hard to wait for someone that you are so eager to chase. Yes, she would let him pick the meal, follow behind him, see what he had to offer her. As odd as it sounded, she didn't care which of them made it to the killing blow first, as long as she could eat without worry that he would try for her as well, Jaidah was content.

Her paws carry her only outside the cave, waiting for her much larger and familiarly colored companion come out of the dark to hunt in the day. Who needed hiding when the world was theirs to feast on?