Blackfeather Woods Naughty baby here to tease you

There was silence for a little bit as he closed in, going off of the last time he had heard her voice. Ears tilted forward and backward to try and pick up a sound amidst the silence beside the sloshing of his paws, but it didn't happen until he heard her snarl. It sounded like her ferocity had been unleashed, but there was one thing that she hadn't considered. Violence only turned him on more.

Finally he was able to reach her. The sloshing stopped when his paws reached the dry island. "So, you like it rough," he hissed through his teeth. Sheogorath had enjoyed playing the good game with Potema, just being nice, gaining her trust and getting close, but this... This was a whole different level of the playground and he loved the rush of adrenaline that gushed through his veins when his mismatched eyes finally found hers — equally mismatched, although in much different ways — and her snarl was matched with a wicked grin of his, far beyond mischief, that showed there was no appealing to his reason, for there was none left.

"Don't worry, me too." And he dove towards her blind side, moving towards her flank and trying to nip at her flank before she'd presumably spiral round to face him again. He was not the strongest, but neither was she and he had the advantage of her blind side.