Dragoncrest Cliffs this that burn, this aint no perm

Kheviel hated to have an audience to her pain, to the extent of it, especially when something unexpected happened, like her back randomly deciding to give out and spasm on her. Now she was trapped and extremely embarrassed, stuck in this impotent, pain-riddled body, as two young pups pranced about, laughing at her, poking at her, studying her.

She opened her mouth to speak, to shout, to hiss, to hurl insults. Instead, her mouth clamped shut, almost of its own accord. Suddenly, she felt she couldn't speak at all. She wanted to simply sink into the ground and disappear. She wanted to cry. Neither of those things happened. She merely sat there, her jaw so tight that it ached, and stared at nothing, her body ramrod straight and twitching as the spasms ran their course.