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Sharp, sudden pain had her yep and flail suddenly against the force that held her, and she was jolted out of her stupor. When it came again, however, she was ready, and reacted only with a hiss and a tremble. Her teeth clamped, and when the third tow jumped back into place, she stiffened her shoulders and hissed again, muttering under her breath, still not completely with the situation, "Not cool."  Her gaze blinked up at her father and at Pema, questioning, her haze cleared by the sharp awakening. 

Voice a little hoarse, she asked Pema, still reeling, "Is that it? Is there more?" her gaze travelled carefully to her swollen paw, uncertainty in her voice and hoping the answer would be a no, at least for now. She could bear the pain, but in her current state, that was easier said than done. Her gaze flickered to her father, and she stiffened her spine in the slightest, her stubborn aversion to weakness already setting in as her senses returned.