The Heartwood Gangsters don't cry

Sounds good! I reclaimed my keyboard- this post will be better :D

"My territory is where ever I want it to be." she hissed softly, taking a step toward the male. Her keen eyes scanned him quickly, not seeing any obvious signs of weakness. Oh well, she would have to do this the hard way, she supposed. Her back legs tensed for the launch, analyzing, weighing options. Surprise, she thought, would be the best tactic in this attack. Aeronwyn begun to speak again. "I suggest, unless you are actively-" she stopped abruptly, launching herself in an arc of fang and claw at the male's face. Directly at his muzzle. She would either hope to grab that, or hoping he would twist away, grab whatever she could- be it neck, scruff, shoulder, or whatever presented itself to her thirsting fangs.