Sunbeam Lair Take [m]e out, make me think about it

Though sanity was claimed, she'd never believe such a statement to be true. He was not right of mind, not currently, and nothing could make her think otherwise. Jolon had been lost, but to what she did not yet know, giving the reasoning behind his relentlessness little thought. She'd been focusing upon keeping him back, preventing him from advancing upon her, yet even that had not been enough. For the male had tricked her, choosing to play dirty rather than heed her commands. There was no time for her to take any offense towards his actions, his nose having prodded at her suddenly enough for a sharp yelp of surprise to escape parted jaws. There came then his body, everything moving far quicker than she had hoped for, and the attempted grappling of his forelimbs around her waist.

In the flurry of limbs, she'd twisted away from him, ducking and skittering off directly after. For perhaps the first time, her lips had lifted in a silent snarl, glancing his way once more to ensure that her warning was not missed. With that, the chieftess had taken off, looking back no longer and moving with the intent to leave her lands.