Silvertip Mountain Mind of Stone, Heart of Glass

The thing seemed to back off for a few moments, perhaps regrouping and deciding how best to go up against two larger predators. Donovan of course took the pause to offer some slightly irritating remark, earning him an exasperated look. Yeah, don't make me change my mind, she teased back.

She couldn't help but watch his muscles shift beneath his skin as he deftly leapt to a rock and then down behind the now snarling creature. A murderous grin spread across her face at his plan. Let's do it, she told him. Then she put all her focus on the angry animal, waiting for Donovan to to distract it so that she could find an opportunity to sink her teeth into it once more.