Gyrfalcon's Keep twist and shout like an angry crow

Dragon snorted, loud and mockingly. His eyes flicked to her paw momentarily. He was fully confident now that there was no ambush awaiting him, and that she did not possess such cleverness as to attempt to lure men to their deaths. She was simply delusional, and much too full of herself.

"Is that so?" He scoffed. "How about you bring that little paw closer?" He challenged, baring his wicked fangs. "I'll kiss it with my teeth."