She doubted she would get the chance to land a hit on him again but oh did the hit feel sweet. Her hooves had thudded into his shoulder before she managed to scoot away from him, tail lashing for effect. Vanya hadn't really physically fought anyone, for anything, but she had to admit that if it felt this exhilarating every time, she'd have to pick up a new hobby.

Vanya doesn't expect him to laugh. To sneer, to shout, to yell. Hell, even to cross the distance before she'd stopped moving and lay hooves and teeth on her, yes. But to laugh? No. Her ears flick forward in surprise before his words cause them to bury themselves once more. She'd made a foolish mistake, yes, but she was hardly a foolish girl. Eventually Rougaru would learn of the creature he'd brought into their midst, her need to be the center of something or maybe even everything. The problem was, the overo didn't know exactly what she wanted, but she would do whatever she could to get it.

She lets him draw close once more, wary of his next move. Vanya very much doubts she will have any luck running from him in the dense tangle of the jungle, no matter how many trails lurk within it's depths. It is his home, not hers. All it would take is one wrong turn and the beast would be upon her. So she stills instead, watching him.

As his gaze flicks to the treeline, hers does as well, like a shark scenting blood in the water. Unfortunately for her, it is enough of a distraction to give him an opening to mark her once more. She turns at his words, a retort forming on her lips when his teeth sink into her shoulder once more. A squeal of surprise makes it past her lips and she reacts on instinct, her hips swinging into contact with his barrel as she tries to shove him off balance or to at least force him to let go of her shoulder.

There's not much she can do really, and the idea of it gets her heart racing. Strange how for a creature so adamant that she make her own choices, the thought of not having one is the most intriguing at the moment. Her neck bows as she glares at him, lips curling into a sneer despite the pain. "In name only, Rougaru. Are you man enough to make it reality?"

She taunts him again, not really sure why she does so. She flicks the length of her tail against his body and shoves once more, though the pain from her shoulder makes her wince. She wouldn't go down without a fight. She knows he's won the day, and the best she can hope is to find some sort of consolation prize in the weeds of this overgrown territory.