He would never intentionally hurt her and of course if this were a true cliff and he was falling to his death, he would be pushing her away, not pulling her with him. But all is fair and love and war and since it was her little game to push him off into the water, he'd be damned if he wasn't going to try to bring her in with him. What's a little water between lovers? He reached for her scruff and felt a thrill of victory when he felt her fur between his jaws. Latching on, he was careful not to break skin as he flung himself backwards, following his own momentum into the water but taking her with him. They hit the water with a splash and he released her fur so she'd have room to get herself back to the surface. Once he reached the surface himself, paddling as he regained his footing and felt the rocks at the bottom of the river, he turned to look for her, his eyes lighting up the moment they fell on her.

"Guess you weren't expecting that we-" His words were cut off though as she suddenly spalshed with her front half, sending water all over him. He laughed as he turned his head away and closed his eyes, letting the water run down his face before he turned back to her and splashed with his own front paws. "Such violence. Maybe I should take you hunting more often." Grinning teasingly, his eyes gleamed as he moved closer then, circling her like a shark before he lunged forward, aiming to lick her right on the end of her nose. "Take that, vengeful huntress."