Despite the fact she was regaining herself the girl cloaked in gray simply made herself to look larger and threatening; her dominant gestures meant nothing to this beast. Intimidation was a very useless tactic for a beast that knew no fear; only the song of a hunt rang through her mind and drove her more feral. The woman very well looked like a stag before an opponent; gestures meant nothing actions actually spoke volumes. So she sprang into action once the time seemed right and in these moments nothing felt better than the rush she felt when she sank her teeth deep into the flesh of the gray one even though she had longed for it to be the girl's throat between her jaws.
The gray woman’s yelp sent a chill of pleasure down her spine for a creature that is hunting it is all too pleasing to know the woman was injured from her teeth. This was a most exhilarating and unexpected hunt but she loved the thrill and the way the chatter in Sekhmet’s mind encouraged her to continue. However, the pleasures of blood wouldn’t last as long as she hoped; her gaze catching the woman’s teeth coming for her neck swiftly alerted her to move. She jerked her head, ripping her teeth away from the gray creature. Sekhmet didn’t waste time posturing so much as calculating as the girl's teeth snapped in her direction it postured her perfectly for her next move as she took a couple steps back, it would look almost as if the girl forced her back.
Sekhmet dropped slightly towards the earth her muscles flexed as she moved her hind limbs ever so slowly. Her head dipped slightly watching between snaps. Perhaps it looked a tad like submission to the unknowing but it certainly wasn’t close; she even licked her maw to taste the blood of her opponent which drove her to want it all. She knew even if fangs where to be felt if she could land this attack the girl would breathe no more. Sekhmet used the energy stored in her muscles to lunge forwards underneath the woman’s chin to her windpipe; she aimed her teeth to latch onto the woman’s throat and crush the life from her body, but if she missed she would be quick to pull herself away from the woman’s immediate space for retaliation could come or perhaps fear would overtake the girl and she would run. It wasn’t certain but Sekhmet wouldn’t allow herself to be caught off guard in any manner.