Haunted Wood see I have to burn

The sharp rebuttal of her teeth upon his muzzle drew him up short and with a sharp growl he had gone back in to attack only to have her wrap her teeth around the still loose skin of his neck. He gasped and froze intimidated and out of his element. He shook and tried to snap at her flesh in return to jostle her off and failed to do any harm and so he simply stood still. He did not cower, he did not roll over he just trembled with contained rage and seethed "Let go of me you wretch" his words burned with the promise of violence to come if she did not as he calculated the positions of their bodies and figured out a method of freeing himself he could attempt if she did not.