Bonesplinter Ravine Nod my head, don’t close my eyes

She didn't fight him. She went limp on his hold. She was too tired and all she wanted was to curl in a ball and try and forget the hell she was in. The only reaction he would get would be a wince as he grabbed the flesh of her scruff and pulled against her sore wounds. 

When he let go, she slid down the side of the pit and hit the ground with a soft thud. Immediately, she found a dark corner and curled up inside the shadows.