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while everything hurt and she could truly piece nothing together, what shocked ava amara most was the total lack of compliance in her body. 

she clung to caracal in the manner of a newborn bat; her skin crawled, her muscles shook and trembled. 

he groomed her face. he crooned. and when she felt his body shift away she held all the tighter, shaking her head violently. 

no! don’t leave me! it didn’t matter caracal had no intention to. ava’s fear in that moment was illogical. 

but she knew it would do no good to fight. gingerly she placed one paw down, then the other — struggling to command a body that now seemed out of sync and deeply uncomfortable.