Haunted Wood Rough Around the Edges

“I see then.” He comments. “Then come get me.” He says to fire her up, dangerous smirk on his maw. 

He stabilizes himself more by spreading out his stance, getting ready for her potential attack. Though right when he gets ready he decides to go in for another bite. Going to the left, then quickly changing his direction, he jukes her. Slipping behind her, his jaws take ahold of her tail for only the briefest of pulls before letting go. He wants to fire her up, make her really want to hurt him.