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She snarls as he knocks her over, defeated. 
if he wasn't such an enormous oaf she would have easily killed him...which she needed to remind herself was not the goal. Yet. 
She lets him dominate her, although every muscle in her body is repulsed by the idea. Still...you don't make an ally by ordering others around. And he's too big to overpower. That and he clearly doesn't scare easily. His expression, however, is not one of triumph, but surprised pleasure. 
Rolling an eye up at him she nods. 
"Glad you think so. Though I don't think I can do much fighting with you standing on top of me." She responded icily. When he let her up she shook herself, furiously attempting to smooth her pelt. Never a hair out of place. She was, after all, a princess. 
"I would have won if you weren't some sort of giant mutant. What are you? Certainly not pure wolf, that much is obvious."