The Heartwood busted teeth

And there it was. The rage roared to life and consumed him. Her heart skipped a beat at the vision of the shadow churning up the snow as he charged directly for her and her lips curled in a perverse smile. She reared back and met him as the full force of his anger crashed into her in the form of flexing muscles and flashing teeth. Akantha pulled her lips back to reveal her own pearly daggers in a vicious snarl—her back toes splayed wide, seeking purchase against the snow, and she pushed back against him to keep them both upright. She bumped her chest against his own and raked her paws down his side, teeth clipping through fur to find the meat beneath, willing to inflict harm upon the one who thought he was above it all.