Redhawk Caldera A Possible Acceptance

He wanted her to submit. But she fought back instead. Well, she sprang clear with a fierce growl. Although this initially pissed him off—did she not understand that accepting her place was paramount here?—he couldn't help but appreciate the swiftness of her reaction, the nearly immediate metamorphosis as she resumed her previous posture. She never once flinched, just acted and reacted.

Arching his tail, Peregrine slowly slunk toward her again, lip lifted. There was no aggressiveness in his approach, just a clear message: Accept my dominance now and you're in. Don't and you're out. He loomed like a great shadow-beast, waiting, his eyes heavy on the top of her head.