Redtail Rise Let The Feast Begin

Got a whole whoppin' 1 Lol

The man was quick to react.

Thirst in his eyes; though, he held some sense of control. He would not kill, nor would he be merciful. An acceptable conclusion.

A heavy shoulder was thrown, knocking away both air and balance. The woman heaved many breaths in response, struggling to regain some form of footing.

Though partially dazed, there was enough sight to find an opening for the throat. He had left himself vulnerable, but perhaps not for very long. The attempt would be made anyway, teeth lunging forward to find a grip at the nape's flesh, and perhaps even put in a good tear.