Little Goat Mountain transient

He bucks against her, but the tension in her form keeps her on the ground. He pulls and tears at new and old wounds during the process and she cries by result, unable to form much sound against the jostling. But eventually, she feels his anger in his movements and she tries to ease some of the tension. 

Ocra is not fast enough when he halts, threatening her if she doesn’t comply. A shudder wracks her body at the thought of his words, carefully shifting her weight so he may have access, once again, to what he’s claimed is his.