Gyrfalcon's Keep where does the moon go in the morning?

Satisfaction settles in when her teeth connect with his shoulder, clamping down with everything she has. She isn’t going to be the easy plaything he assumes when she’s been roughed up by her brothers twice his size! Ha.
 
After a few shakes of his shoulder, he’s yanked from her mouth and the curls of her lips are smeared with blood. She grins, watching his reaction and she revels in the momentary victory instead of running when she has the chance. Instead, by surprise, he’s upon her and pushing her down by the back of the neck with a new force. Nox grunts and snarls, lashing back but she can’t regain control as he swings around parallel to her so he can hook his legs around her waist. Pulling her back causes her to groan, chest heaving, and her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she pants in a new wave of panic.
 
“No, no, no!” she shouts through the strain, trying to use her front legs to claw at the ground to get away.