She stood, rooted in place but ready to skip left or right. To leap back or forward at any given moment. Her sides heaved as ragged breaths escaped through her jaws. Her tail lashed in what either could be described as aggression, or anticipation. He instructed her, noted her form. Nearly lost his footing himself, but matched her move for move. So now he wanted her to attack him for real, did he?
Then so be it.
A new glint lit up in her eyes and Neha let go. She channeled her anger, her pain and let it fuel her blood. For only an instant, whilst she lunged, all sense of logic had left her. She was just an unleashed, unhinged feral animal. With exposed teeth complete with thin strings of saliva dripping from her jaws, she all but threw herself at the much larger male. The way she moved was snakelike. Swift and hard while she striked. She twisted her body, curving her spine away from him, while she wrapped her neck sharply to the left, gaping jaws aiming for the spot directly behind his ear.