Cedar Sweep Black swan

He had to admit, she was quick. Far quicker than he’d originally given her credit for. Her sudden sidestep left him with little choice but to brace himself as she slammed into him. The solid thud of their bodies colliding sent a ripple through his frame, forcing him to teeter slightly. That speed of hers certainly packed a punch.

A low snarl rumbled in his throat as he snapped his jaws near her face, not to strike, but as a warning. A silent message that he wasn’t particularly pleased with her behavior.

What a beastly little thing you are, he drawled, mockery thick in his tone. Are you always this poorly behaved?

Muscles tensing, he pushed off his hind legs, attempting to shove her back with his shoulder, just enough to put some distance between them.