Broken Boulder It’s not working for me here.

It was like being trapped in a hole with steep sides, one you absolutely couldn't get out of, no matter how hard you struggled. Your claws would just not dig in, your back legs not strong enough to pounce upwards. The words were plentiful in her brain, but trapped in her throat, and she felt suddenly strangled, swallowing against the lump in her throat.

Lily nodded at Khali, hoping he would continue. It was then that she raised a paw to her mouth, touching it to her lips and shaking her head in a negative fashion. I can't speak, her eyes gravely suggested, blinking solemnly back at him. You'll have to do the talking. Which was hellish, for her; she liked to listen, but she really liked to speak, too.