Wheeling Gull Isle the beatings will continue until morale improves

sounds good to me!

ferahgo still did not fight her, and so erzsébet held off her attacks. his ear she had pierced through with a single tooth, and blood began to trickle along the side of his face. he was cowering now, something erzsébet had not expected -- she circled him with a scrutinizing eye. "why do you not move to defend yourself?" she asked gently, then drew aside.

"you will heed me now, ferahgo." with sharp prods of her muzzle against his flank, erzsébet sought to force the captain onto his back.