Big Salmon Lake Almost like home

The woman was like a shark in the way that the male's weakness called to her, the slight wobble of his limb having her dive down again, darting forward low to the ground like an adder, fangs closing around his weakened forelimb as she tried to increase the damage she'd already doled out, glacier-like gaze glinting with the thrill of the fight, blood surging and thought singing in a beautiful chorus, moving like a dancer as she attacked and parried, dodged and lunged.