Briar bit her lower lip, one sharp little tooth nearly piercing the skin as she struggled to keep herself from whimpering. There was another voice there... a deeper one, and it was speaking. She wouldn't know what was going on if she cried any more...<br/><br/>Her back still hurt. The soft, tan skin of her back in searing pain from the lashing. She wasn't even completely sure what she'd done at the moment, though that thought took back seat to her pain... she just wanted it to stop... no more whipping...and also... none of what happened before the whipping...<br/><br/>One ear perked slightly, listening to the voices. She couldn't tell what this other voice wanted, her mind refusing to wrap around the words at the moment... she lifted her face then, just slightly, brown eyes roving to the left in an attempt to see the not-human woman, and whoever she was talking to. All she could see was Oseron, and his expression made her more afraid...<br/><br/>