As he charges, the female drops her gun and staggers back, but that is 
irrelevant. The she’s attack must be answered. The pain must be satisfied. He
bounds onto his hind legs and drives his forepaws into her chest and slams her 
down, flat to the floor. Momentum carries him right over her and past. He tears 
at the floor, turning, reversing direction. Bounding back, he drops his head to 
seize the she’s neck in his jaws, but what he sees then stops him short.