that the wolf raised his tail and head over her took chutzpah -- and a certain lack of self preservation. caiaphas knew one thing about the lone wolf lifestyle -- and it was that lone wolves could not afford to get hurt. caiaphas at the very least had her grotto to slink into, and the sea to nurse her wounds -- but if she had learned anything about the ways of the wild it was that life was an incredibly unforgiving sentiment.

caiaphas allowed her gaze to slide to rosalyn, who seemed neutral on the subject. a certain amount of disappointment seemed to cloud her eyes and the witch stepped back, conceding to sebastian's resolute aggression. fine -- her body seemed to say -- have it your way.

in that breadth where sebastian would presumably feel a victorious flush capture him, caiaphas seized her moment. a single forepaw, quick as the lash end of a whip, dug into the sand and a furious gout of hailing clod was sent directly towards sebastian's eyes in the hopes of obscuring his vision. it was a calculated and, if she could say so herself, delightfully feint-full move -- her previous surrender probably afforded her a great advantage of surprise.

but she did not wait for a reaction -- in that same beat she lunged forward, hoping the sand would temporarily stun him. with the sickening ardency of an amazonian she launched forward, jaws outstretched to seize the meat of his cheek or neck. he was taller than her, and a moment before, had lifted his head in a perfect position for "grab-my-throat" presentation. if sebastian had turned away to wipe his eyes, her teeth would likely land along the brunt of his jawbone where tender neck filled into stout mandible. if he had managed courage under fire and remained still, her teeth would seek instead the neck -- and more specifically, the trapezius. while she did not know the name of such a muscle, she knew it's importance -- once her teeth closed around his trapezius he would likely be neutralized, for he would likely not be able to retaliate with his own teeth given her proximity. the trapezius functioned as the neck's (and body's) rudder, and was responsible for various functions such as turning the neck and shoulder -- it was a broad target, but a easy one -- and was one of the prime areas under assault during hunting. one needn't elaborate on the vital function of the throat -- and if it was that caiaphas gripped, well, it would spell certain doom for the agouti male.

and once her teeth made connection with flesh, wherever the flesh, caiaphas would refuse to let go -- she would attempt use her momentum to her advantage and attempt to push the insolent wolf into the sand to unbalance him. once wolves got ahold of a throat, it was an easy feat to flip them -- and caiaphas, darting fiend that she was, would attempt to flip or force him downwards, thus incapacitating him if successful.

either way, there was no mercy in her assault -- and if sebastian did not turn tail and run it was apparent the she-wolf had every intention of killing him that day.