<em>He had underestimated her. Again. Had he really become so lax? Or had Nuala so completely tamed him that he found it hard to fight a female without holding back? Or was this one in some way... special?<br/><br/>Whatever it was that allowed her to so easily surprise him, and more than once, didn't particularly matter, however. If he had underestimated her, she had underestimated him as well. Releasing his grip on her hands and quickly shifting it to her shoulders, he leaned back, pushing up with his coiled legs and lifted her into the air, seemingly not terribly effected by the legs wrapped around his neck, for, powerful as they are, he's had the jaws of other lycanthropes snapping there before. In comparison, this could almost be considered pleasant. Almost.<br/><br/>He gives her shoulders a painful squeeze, his claws digging in, but not enough to draw blood. His voice is muffled a tad by her crotch.<br/><br/>"Let go."</em>