Seaside Moors Unmatched Talents

I love it!! I rolled too B]

Calmly he sat there in the drizzling rain, a peaceful moment as the sound of trickling rain sang in his ears while the distant crashing wakes lulled him in a sense of tranquility. The mental repose and mother nature lulling him to a thought-filled trans had left him completely unaware of the stalking new-wife that was slowly approaching.

Once their bodies collided, a growl erupted from the man, malicious at first as he twisted in an attempt to grab at whoever had the audacity to blindside him in such a way. Tundra's smell was quickly enough identified for his growls to grow only in a more playful manner and the intensity of his counter lessening and became more so of an attempt to wrestle than bite. Instead of finding himself pinning her own, he found himself below her instead, looking up at the woman who was clearly ready to counter.

It was this that he loved oh so much about the woman, despite her size dwarfed by himself, she was ferocious, strong, unpredictable and fearless. 

With his own smirk, he did in fact counter. Despite his position on the ground, the man reached up with jaws in an attempt to grab her by the neck - with no ill intent than to just touch rather than squeeze and rip with the tips of his fangs.