She snarled at him out of instinct and nothing more as he snapped at her. That she hadn't really expected.<br/><br/>Backing off for a moment, she watched him carefully as she paced, tail thrashing, ears pinned back, and fur bristled. She didn't take too long before going for his legs again; this time on the right side. However, as she bit down, the metallic taste of blood touched her tongue. It wasn't a lot, but enough to make her back off almost immediately. Cuts and bite wounds would heal, but that didn't make her feel any less bad for having broken skin, nor did it stop the apologetic look she gave him.