Redtail Rise But She’s Always a Woman to Me.

so close, ancelin felt the latent power in the girl who wanted queenship. she twisted and bulled ahead, a young puma. his jaws clacked against her own, against her claws, buffeted by the force of her roar.
backwards on hindlegs he stepped, until he stumbled and fell the same direction. now his own paws sought to grip her sharply; he brought all four limbs into play, arcing as she had, snapping in a flash of bold eyes because now he wanted to be above her, and the snarl this time was true, for he had committed wholly to their game.