Ankyra Sound to untie this knot

Caoimhe would not, and never would, know he meant snack this day. She was rewarded for her pain with a zealous laugh and Caoimhe tried to grin and bear her situation. The smile pasted on her face was thin and meek and her eyes still watered from the sting, but her pleasant disposition did not change. At his next command, however, Caoimhe blanched, uncertain. With it... on my face...? Did she do that? Wouldn't that hurt? Caoimhe prayed silently, wanting the end of the thing to be swift and painless, even despite the fact that it caused her discomfort. It could just become a trendy nose-ring that others might admire, she could ignore it! But the earthbound druid knew she was too sensitive, and that the pain on her snout wasn't something she wanted to live with.