Elandriel's eyes flew wide at that awful threat - that he would not only deliberately damage her, as he'd done those animals whose pain had called her forth, but that he would do so with such foul intent, made her mouth ripple oddly around the false cock, trying to form an oath and a plea despite the blockage.<br/><br/>Her lithe form, so pale it seemed to gleam in the sunlight like a supple rail of ivory, squirmed and bucked below the human, a new desperation now in her attempts to free herself of his grasp.