[Well, if that's not a deterrent to biting, god only knows what is.]
[At first she just makes another strangled sound, jerking her head against the scratching, more out of disgust (his hand is DISGUSTING, the fingernails longer and thicker and FILTHIER than anyone has a right to keep them-- she can feel it, she can TASTE it) than pain.]
[Until it becomes obvious what he's doing.]
[Then she starts to thrash and scream-- muffledly, but screaming all the same. In fear and in pain. Mostly pain, really-- Heather's never been the type to scream from fear alone.]
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[At first she just makes another strangled sound, jerking her head against the scratching, more out of disgust (his hand is DISGUSTING, the fingernails longer and thicker and FILTHIER than anyone has a right to keep them-- she can feel it, she can TASTE it) than pain.]
[Until it becomes obvious what he's doing.]
[Then she starts to thrash and scream-- muffledly, but screaming all the same. In fear and in pain. Mostly pain, really-- Heather's never been the type to scream from fear alone.]