Cedar Sweep somehow invested

When his teeth managed to sink in to the supple flesh of her shoulder, one might imagine someone of his age to be surprise and to draw back, but that was not the case with this warrior-bred creature. The taste of the blood only made him worse, more mindless and more forthright in his behavior. The target reacted as one might suspect — countering with words, and with her own teeth, and while her aim for his limbs was true her blows weren't as substantial as his own. The snapping of her smaller jaws eventually led to sharp pain in his wrist and nearest forelimb as she grabbed and tore at them, but he loosed a roar — unable to contain his berzerker-style rage — and lunged for her again. This time, as she was much closer, his looming body could be put to full effect. His desire was to crush her, pulling the leg she was grappling towards himself (and by effect, forcing her in to a lower position by his own chest and dangerously close to his throat), and came down upon her like a crashing mountain.