Raven's Watch chivalry is dead

It is difficult to lay still while her body is filling with secret adrenaline. She plays her part convincingly, she hopes, though there is no exaggeration to the severity of her paws– only that her mind had become so numbed to the pain these past few days that she could scarcely feel it anymore. Anger and fear warred within her, but if she could keep still he might not be able to taste these conflicting emotions of hers.
He would be miles away, hunting for a goat that may not even exist in these foothills.
“Yes,” she keeps the trill from her voice, for once making no further moves to bleed his ire.