(surprise sucker!!! You shouldve paid attention to that other post!!!) He yelps rather loudly as his eyes go wide in pain. But that's just the thing. "He" didnt feel like a he in the brief second of painful contact. Frost was flipped over Leone and onto his back, holding his (or her rather) crotch in pain. He (or rather she) got up, looking very, very mad. He(she) ran at him with his(her) teeth barred. He(she) ducked low as she kicked upward at his chin with his(her) heel.