Blackbeak Bluff correct and magnificent

as the bird vanished, runa's attention was upon the man - who happened to have strolled closer, and so it was a good thing she paid attention.

when he rushed forward she did what came naturally and skittered backwards, arcing in a crescent so that she could keep him in her sights but afford greater distance; still, she did not run, and eased to a stalking, then a watching, as he stopped and pulled back himself.

he had made no move to grab for her.

hinging her jaw, she released some tension with a wiiiide flash of yellowed teeth, and boldly began to prowl close again. as nobody had ever struck her - there had never been enough bodies in these wilds for runa to be even remotely socialized, for better or worse - the prospect of being caught, or cut, or bloodied, was not a possibility she entertained.

but the little rush had been thrilling.