Ocean's Breath Plateau seized from the depths

If there had been a moment he thought he was beginning to unfurl one if many layers that composed her, he hadn't a chance to consider it. She leapt from her sunny rise with finesse towards him and up into arms went his defense; he cleared out of her way through the sway of windswept grass. His hackles prickled out of instinct, but in the absence of sharp fangs he hummed with amusement, eyes aglow at the opportunity.

She was testing him, he decided.

Dirge sprang forward in the seconds to follow, hoping to take her off guard and even their tally. To make her scatter or squirm, perhaps tease out her less passive qualities. Yet another thread laid bare, he pulled at it haphazardly and with confidence to all the consideration belonging to a creature of his station. His teeth clicked together near her, whether she stood her ground or not.