Duck Lake take it to reality

np np! <3

Her snarls were muffled in the thick of his fur as she whipped her head, and thus him, around. Even still, the sound was baleful, the fuel of rage the only accelerant she needed to continue this viciousness. The tank felt the old man's weight shift, leaning into her rather than away. Her current displacement of gravity did not allow for her to compensate so she met the ground hard and fast. 

Rolling with it, she took the fall and simply got to her feet to lunge at him in an attempt to bowl him over. She was stronger than this cripple and she would show him the consequences for bothering her when she'd told him to fuck off. Kroc would never say something like that for the hell of it, not to a stranger at least.