He would have preferred to just nail her feet now and be done with it, while her brain suffered under sensory overload; the pain of her new nailing lo...t in the prior horror.But he had promised.She knew not how long she screamed, how long she writhed, in agony. In the end, it was not of her will that she regained control of her body; it was sheer exhaustion. Her lungs, burning from the effort, her throat, raw from the screams, and her muscles, cramping in protest, all of them, at the same time,. Our conversations just could not ever get around to things about ‘us,’ nor anything suggesting any kind of feelings growing between us as a man and a woman. It took only a little introspection to see that I could expect nothing from her in this way. Her hormones may be raging within her but she was too much a reserved and in-control-of-herself young lady to let that show, and then, too, she had no experience and exposure to a social life that would be any kind of guideline for her to use in. He seemed to understand that prey he didn't kill would come back, and he could chase it again. He wasn't hungry, so they would narrowly escape.I looked closer at this, 'Family' though that wasn't really a concept he knew. There was no abstract thinking. 'Family' was simply 'almost' pack.Curious, I tried something. It took a while. Eventually I figured out how to get rid of the 'almost.'That made all of us Pack. I hoped that would let them look past our mental connections with the others.I. Think you can get more of that for me?’ ‘I’ll leave you some of what I have. I think I have the instructions on how to make more, in one of my books. I know it is actually made from the mold that you can find on some fruits. I’ll have to look through my books, and do some experimenting, before I’m sure.’ I paid Clem for instruments he would be making, and he grinned. He told me, ‘I think I might make a lot of extra copies of some of these. It will be something to do while we’re snowed in this.