Once more Talli shook her head, lips parting to speak only to make a soft strangled sound.  The imprint of long pointed fingers pressed into her throat, dimpling the skin.  Gasping for air she tried in vain to scratch away the assailant, falling onto her back in her struggles.  As quickly as it came, it passed.  Only her own scratches marring the skin.  Breathing in ragged gasps she lay there dazed, the lamb's cheese feeling heavy in her stomach.