Haunted Wood seven devils in my house

she seizes his throat fast, and for a moment feels the beat of his lifeblood, knows it to be close. for one thrilling moment, she imagines that she rents it open, that the great beast falter and stumble. but then she's hitting the ground with a light thud as she rolls back onto her feet (she'd always suspected cassiopeia had enjoyed tossing scylla and herself around when it came to this part of their lessons) only to be met by a snap of those great jaws. 

fur is tugged loose as she narrowly escapes a true grip, only to be met by a blow from one of his paws. again, she strikes at her like a cat a mouse, and she glimpses the soft underside of those great paws only an instant before lunging, attempting to tear into the man's pawpads in an attempt to exploit the sensitive area and pause his onslaught.