Reawakening

His launch had been successful, and he managed to shove the woman back; the thrust had caused his thrashing teeth to miss their mark, but that didn't matter. For a moment, he wondered if she would be willing to even reciprocate, but he received his answer when she lunged back at him, trying to go for his neck. Raheerah braced his legs, spacing them evenly beneath him so that he would be able to hold her weight. He admired her tenacity - it was considered ferocious to immediately seek somebody's throat, rather than wear them down. Her attack landed true, and she maintained a hold on his scruff; the dragon lowered his front half to ease the sudden arrival of her weight on his front half, but just as quickly used all of his muscle power to launch upward, trying to throw her off. If he wasn't successful, then he would simply shake his head, his neck and his shoulders, to see how well she would be able to keep her hold.