Mudminnow River the sandwich saved me

Fisher didn’t snap her jaws together to damage, instead to warn and cause discomfort at most.  A warning to shut up or she’d do more damage.  Ilya finally responds and snarls, taking a step back and setting herself up for an incoming impact.  A growl rumbles deep in her chest as she waits, Ilya’s demand heavy on her lips.  She digs her feet into the ground to steel herself, locking the springs in her legs.

She is ready to make the woman eat her words.  She’d make her regret ever bothering her.  The spring frees and she lunges for her face with jaws open, using whatever force she can muster on an empty stomach and tired limbs.