Ouroboros Spine Looms but the Horror of the shade,

:D

Once more he held firm as she approached, retaining his lowered head and tilted muzzle and she nipped with more force than she had previously. He closed his eyes briefly against her teeth, opening them again as she turned broad side and stepped away. He regarded her curiously, tentatively as she lowered her head, never meeting her brown eyes with his of fire. Her tail was still a highly held banner behind her, but it waved.

It seemed she was challenging him, or daring him at least. Despite her snarl, he paced toward her, steady but unhurried. He quartered toward her, extending his neck, the top of his muzzle seeking to graze her side. He kept his tail low, which continued to sway. His sleek darker ears slipped back a degree, in keeping with deference to her.