Redsand Canyon Being held down by gravity

Rolls here <3

Kynareth always seemed to be entralled when he came into his presence.
He always offered him a grin with a soft hum of pleasue.
But why?

He donned a placid expression tinted with soft bemeausement.
He leaned into the feline head-bump. He wondred how that cat was doing.
Anyway,  his head canted to the male with a questinable expression now. How was the meeting? "I have some infirmation of my own to share."
Would the man be surprised? Perhaps. He'll see.

Derg paced around the brindle behemouth, spreading some distrance between them before launching an attack. And he launched himself as quick as a viper, driving stright for the foreleg and yanking it hard, hopefully not giving the man enough time to prepare.