Swiftcurrent Creek bleak

She ducked and loped to the side, prepared to flee should he lurch to his feet and lunge for her, but she didn't stray far. Like a hyena tormenting a lone lion, she was quick to slow her pace and venture closer yet again when she realized he wasn't going to give chase. His gaze did nothing to deter her, and she continued to regard him with a keen gaze that was both daring, undeterred by his warning. 

She circled around him, head low, mouth partially open. He'd pulled his foot away, but other than that...He hadn't really shown much strength or ability. Her curiosity bled, and she became power-hungry. She uttered only a soft, raspy growl, before she dipped toward him and nipped at his hock again, before skittering backwards- whale-eyed gaze watching to see what kind of reaction she might get on her second attempt.