The Rat might have succeeded in spearing him, if she had actually been quiet. But the screaming, practically chanting of 'no!', following by 'mine!' had him on alert. He dodged out of the way of the attack, and fired a round from his pistol. He did not, however, shoot at her; rather, he shot at the narrow space of dirt and dust that was in between them, the revolver making a thunderous sound as it discharged the bullet into the ground, and sent a cloud of sand up into the air.<br/><br/>"Back off, Rat!" He hissed out the words, spitting them like venom. He continued to back away, his pistol training on the creature. She's lucky to have caught him on a good day, otherwise, he probably wouldn't have bothered with a warning.