Lion growled and, for a moment he really wasn't going to budge and it was there in the way his grip tightened though not to the point of hurting (he had learnt, after all this time, how to avoid hurting Eagle).

Then he let go all of a sudden with a scoff and sat back at the foot of the bed. He wasn't on Eagle anymore but he wasn't getting off the bed.

He was also sitting there, scowling.