Shy Deer Steppes No, I'll never make it out alive

Her brief stint for freedom was ended by the feel of his sharp teeth catching onto her flesh. They dug into her flank, halting her movements successfully. Liri twisted wildly like a feral creature, attempting to tear free despite the fact that his teeth cut into her skin with the motion.

When it failed, she curled around and tried snapping at his face with hopes of wounding him. Maybe Liri would even get lucky and snag one of his eyes with her teeth. 

"Let me go," she demanded. Liri wasn't rightfully in any position to make demands but the reality of her situation hadn't quite hit her yet.