He was just starting to hit his stride, his sparring with the sphinxes would just be getting into the second round as she start flagging. He started adding to her collection of scratches, slowly making them more and more severe, though never more than mere flesh wounds. That wasn't to say he was unscathed, but comparatively, he was untouched as he grabbed and flipped her using an outstretched arm. He slammed her hard into the ground, twisting the arm up and behind her, before leaning forward and burying his fangs into her back, between her shoulder blades. He used his other hand to force her thighs apart, and forced himself into her, growling in satisfaction as he claimed the proud, powerful cat.