Heron Lake Plateau [m] Got death on his breath, halitosis

Bit of powerplay, let me know if I should change it!

Undeterred; unrelenting. Tybault pressed forward to crowd the man, muzzle drawn in a terrible snarl as his teeth clicked harshly in the air. He snapped for the huge paws as they lifted, catching one of them by the toes.

If he wanted to play games, they could play a game. Tybault was eager to see how many toes he could rip off before the man could no longer prance around. He bit down hard, tossing his head violently without releasing his hold.

The taste of blood on his tongue was welcome.