Hideaway Strath So pick up, and follow me, we're the only ones

Is that an offer?

He cackles back at her, a promiscuous and knowing glint in his eyes. “Always.” He purrs with a huff of breath as he attempts to fight her off. 

His kicks words well enough for him to try and get to his feet and she’s quickly going for his ribs and hocks, anywhere she can get her teeth on. He loves it. She’s vicious and lethal, she doesn’t give him a break and he wouldn’t want her to. 

So he attempts to hop out of her way, but she’s already got a hole on him. So he moves to another tactic — a death roll. Dropping to the ground her rolls once, twice, in the dirt. Stretching his head to bite at one of her ankles while attempting to kick her other legs out from underneath her.