Fox's Glade feel the fear in my enemies' eyes

Sheogorath was a beast with little remorse or conscience, unlike Cicero. He did not care who he hurt or killed, although the latter was rarely his intent. He preferred to cause pain rather than to finish their suffering. Where Cicero might have tried to end this as quick as possible, Sheogorath just wanted to enjoy the ride and see what pain and anger he had caused for Xan to be driven so far into this rage.

His attack held its purpose, Xan letting go of him and lowering his head. Sheogorath's grip softened as well and for a moment both of them were free again, with blood soaking their fur and teeth. After only about half a second that felt like half a minute Sheogorath drove forward again and with a snarl he dove for Xan's head, aiming to grab and tear at whatever he could — his eyes and nose were now further out of reach, but his ears were all the closer.