Clawsome

I'm acutely aware that this lovely blond beast, if properly provoked, could rip my lungs out with a single swipe of clawsome paw.

Elvis had turned his back on the Church of the Almost-Here End, sold his soul to MOR, but Jerry Lee kept pumping—Holiness! Tongues!—and with each new clawsome, wild wife, with every new midnight violence, every extravagance of face, he slid further from grace.

It was a very clawsome hug.

[...] he paused, leaning into the table, eyebrows raised expectantly, “claw-some.”