Golden Glade upon the moment i could talk, i was ordered to listen

Sionnach's second attempt was more promising than her first; her footfalls progressively became light, and almost undetectable. Rannoch waited dutifully for the eventual charge, an easy target for the inexperienced child. 

"Ah!" he exclaimed, feeling her razor-sharp teeth latch onto his nape. "You did it, my girl!" Gently, Rannoch shook his head to and fro, hoping to shake her off.