Northstar Vale i'm so tired of eating all my misspoken words

He whipped her around by her scruff, and she could taste his blood between her hungry jaws as he ripped her from his flesh.  Her stomach churned, but she savored the way his lifeblood ran down her throat.  The Northerner's retreat was met with feral, furious snaps of her teeth.  The serrated edge of her alabaster weaponry clattered together, and at the patronizing tone of his voice she punctuated the air between them with another quick, pointed snap.  She steadied her posture, ears pressed forward in an indignant show of dominance.  

She would not attack him again so long as he didn't come closer... but she was not about to back down, either.