Sequoia Coast a lady does not start fights

She wasn't coming. He jerked his muzzle again and tried several other gestures to get her paws moving, but none worked. She stood there, hesitant, looking at him, and the last of his patience drained into the sand. "Not cooperatin' are ye?" He hummed as he took several paces back toward her. "Fine." He gave no warning other than what she may have read in his words. He lunged at her, intent that if she would not come on her own two feet then he would beat her until she decided to or drag her.