The sharp bark, angry snarling and her body trying to whip around and gnaw on his forearm would be a pretty good indication that he had in fact managed to grab hold of her. The spikes, wherever they were, dug uncomfortably, almost painfully into her, and only did more damage as she wriggled, legs kicking.

She pressed her front paws down on his arm to try and get it off of her. This was not what she'd planned!!