Blackfeather Woods about it

the girl had not expected her fangs to find his flesh, but when her teeth hooked on talon, she felt a flush of satisfaction -- up until he buffeted her in the face with surprisingly powerful wings.

the spirit did not have intentions to kill him, though she did enjoy rather cruel games. as he flew into a tree, she paused and watched his clumsy landing, noticing the chaotic way his wings heaved and flapped with little sympathy in her gaze.

she remained rooted to the spot, and sat down upon her haunches -- watching him the way a cat might watch fish underneath the ice.