Her ears pull back at the sheer pitch of his scream and she gives a small growl in his direction. The dinosaur in front hisses at the pair of them and goes in for another attempt at Nessa's throat. It misses, narrowly, and clamps down on her shoulder instead because she doesn't move completely out of the way. If she moved Karkat would be attacked, and right now she can take more blows than him. She yowls at the bite and swings one of mighty paws around to smack it clean in the side, trying to dislodge it, her mouth trying to reach it to yank it off. Thankfully she manages to stab one of her long canines into it's neck and tosses her head, sending it, and a strip of flesh from her shoulder, flying.

She's panting by now, giving herself a second to manage to compose herself enough before she quickly finishes the job with a well aimed swipe of her razor sharp claws. Then she drops to her haunches next to Karkat, making sure that there aren't any immediate threats before giving a small grumble and moving to inspect and lick her wound.