Wheeling Gull Isle tell me can you hear me now?

Catching him off guard serves to be her advantage; she's almost surprised as she successfully comes down on top of him. The fall of such a giant seemed like an occasion to yell timber, his body landing with a THUD on the forest floor. He wiggles and complains- she finds it endearing and giggles. 

And then a little yelp of Ah! as she feels a slight snap at her paw. Instinctively she whisks it away, up to her breast- making it easier for him to escape her grasp. Realizing she could not hold him there for long, she hops off of the wriggling boy, landing to his side. From there she leans down, trying to get a nip in at his ears if she is able.