The animal resettled its grip around Saber's midsection, teeth scraping sparks against her armour, and wow, what big teeth they were. What big, pointy teeth.

Uncaring how that might feel, or how Saber might not appreciate the extra serving of drool, the Pet trotted back in the direction it had first come from. No, scratch that, this wasn't a trot, this a jolly straight-up canter, as it bobbed along, tail swishing gaily behind it.

Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Skip. Bounce. Bounce.

Long legs covered the ground easily, and eventually Saber was deep in garbage territory. At some undetermined signal, the Pet dropped the woman. It wasn't a very careful drop, but the height wasn't enough to hurt anyone, anyways.