Gyrfalcon's Keep where does the moon go in the morning?

To her surprise, she’s jerked back. She yells loudly when he tugs at her tail, feeling the pain at the base where she hear a pop. She doesn’t have time to think about it as she looses her footing, teeth grabbing the back of her neck and throwing her down all at once. The wind knocks out of her lungs as she lands square beneath his weight. It makes it difficult to move and get to her feet, but before she makes any headway, a paw is placed strategically against her throat. Not being able to breathe to begin with just adds more pressure, eyes wide as she looks up to him through a wheezing, flailing breath.