[Training] don't know what to say

Maea

And I only needed one more touch
Another taste of devouring rush

Oh, that was satisfying! Down he goes, the overgrown tree of a man, and the tigress was perhaps a bit taken aback by the sheer enjoyment he took in being pressed into the snow. She might have been able to do a lot of damage - would, most likely, if he had been susceptible to the scalding metal drooping from her prone form - but while liquid steel did a number on his shirt, that was the extent of it.

And then he shifted too. Suddenly she had the distinct displeasure of feeling teeth close around the scruff of her neck. The ferocious yowl she let out was a little bit exaggerated; toppling to the side she yielded the superior position to ease the tension around the throat, and drove her hind legs towards the Fyrhund's belly. More to push him or maybe drive some air from his lungs than to maim, of course; it would be far more satisfying to see him yield than to spill blood.

But the room was so quiet
Whose side am I on?

Base by Skylark, Art by Midjourney