"Gah! Why are you like this?!" Eyes flashing, she tried to pull back from him.
Something stopped her. An instinct she didn't understand, but caught in her throat and wouldn't let her move. No. No, bad idea, very bad idea. No, Fiona, stop-
She leaned in and bit him, pressing her teeth into the curve of his neck and shoulder. It wasn't hard enough to draw blood, more a show of dominance than an actual attack meant to injure.
Which was exactly what it was, though she didn't realize it consciously. Reminiscent of a larger drake biting the back of an irritating dragon's neck to get the other creature to leave her alone, or at least acknowledge her power.