Noctisardor Bypass grangou a [m]

his massive paw swiped for her, knocking hindlegs sideways with a blow that might have cracked her hip had it not sent her sprawling against the more moss-covered side of a boulder.
the bruise drew a grunt. the man was on her again; she hated him, lips flecked with desperate foam as she snapped at the air.
the instinct again, growling, dragging mireille onward; she was turning, she was fleeing.
into the bypass.
she swerved to and fro as ears slanted to hear his progression, expecting that he would be hot upon her. and she hated herself for the fear.