Oystercatcher Tide Pools what an entrance

so much for making friends (or even packmates). already that trigger she had instigated flared well over -- and well beyond her control. perhaps he had problems at home, and that was his reason for being so volatile -- caiaphas didn't have time to contemplate on his assumed home-life before he came at her, furious as a scalded harpy.

"who took the---" she didn't have time to finish. his attack was not necessarily the reaction she was expecting, but she had been partially ready -- at least enough to pull back from his first attack. his teeth scraped by her muzzle and while the feeling was far from pleasant, it wasn't ruinous -- with a snap she attempted to deliver the same deadly kiss, only her teeth found nothing at all save for whiskers.