The creature seems to almost find it humorous at her discomfort and why wouldn’t he? He had come after her in the first place. Had she had been in her youth again she probably would have been scared away and yet something drives her to stay. This was a challenge and she was pleased to make it. Something in her formulated this new desire and she wished to nurture it. She wanted to think and ponder on everything during these moments but he is not finished. He surely know he had hurt her paw as if her surprise wasn’t enough to give it away. This male was no fool as he speaks to her once again.

His question falls to upon what it seems deaf ears as she lunges he dives low quickly she moves her head to the side so as he brings his head up it misses her chin. He is quick to use his weight against her. His left shoulder makes contact with her chest forcing her frame backwards. Nails dug into the soft earth trying to keep from being pushed around but her right paw stung the more she struggled to push back against the larger male. She didn’t want to be forced off of all four paws because she knew the ease it would be to push her to the ground.

He wasn’t ready to let her off that easy, with just some shoving honestly and she couldn’t have expected less from a creature like him. He twists his neck around before Enya can move herself out of the way he grips the scurf of her neck. The thicker silken fur around her neck gave her a fair amount of padding but it didn’t prevent his large teeth from puncturing her soft flesh. The creature shook his head tearing her flesh enough for her to realize. The metallic scent of blood became new in the air and it was warm dripping and staining the once pristine coat she held with pride.

Her neck burned where he had ahold of her she wanted his blood on her tongue. Enya snapped with jaws agape hoping to seek purchase on his fore chest rather than the throat. Should she manage to grasp him in her jaws she would try and make multiple bites with hopes to brake the flesh and some to puncture a bit deeper to leave the creature sore. She wasn’t keen on giving this male what he wanted with out taking something from him in return, however unlikely. She wasn’t too badly injured but she was sore and her flesh stung where he had opened it. She attempted not to show discomfort before trying to speak to him again, “I want to know your name”.