A deep snarl rippled from her throat. She wouldn't be held to restraint for long. It is when he presses further into her territory that Sekhmet launches herself forwards in a swift motion in order to prevent him from pressing further. "Many. Find Death. By it." She hissed her posture finding itself more domineering.
Barring the way further she studied the male before her.
Part of the gnawing within felt like the time wasn't exactly right to call Nissa however, she half wanted to see if she could press him for a little longer. A deeper nature was curious and was growing interested in what he wished to discuss. Glaring at the male as warning not to press her temper, a low howl etched across her land calling for her adoptive daughter.