Qeya River devourer

Same to you!

He met her bow with one of his own before she managed to grab the extra skin on the side of his neck, her bite firm but gentle so as not to cause any damage. She shook her mouthful a little, a playful, muffled growl escaping her mouth. She moved her head to the other side, taking his fur into her mouth again before moving her head back and forth. She pulled back to give him a mischievous look, jumping back a few steps and resuming her playful stance. Her invitation to come and catch her was clear as she stood up and ran along the bank of the river, periodically looking back to see how close he was. The heavy pressures of leading the pack, especially with her brother's short absence lifted and she felt light as she doubled back and ran the other way, ready to try and dodge any attempts he made at pinning her.