“Raven angrily stomped her foot. She bit down hard on her bottom lip to keep from crying out in pain. "Note to self- don't stomp injured leg. That really, really hurts," she mumbled to herself through her clenched teeth.”

“which is completely out-of-line behavior. Then you are wholly within your rights to stomp on their foot." "No," Delia said, over her shoulder. "Actually, you're not. Just excuse yourself as politely as possible, and get out of arm's reach." Kristy looked at me, shaking her head. "Stomp them." she said, under her breath. "Really”

“She wanted to stomp her foot, throw a tantrum, throw a punch.”

“Tears sprang from her eyes and she bit her lip to stop herself from howling at the bright pain.”

“Old pain was heavy in the heart, hard to move, and anyway, Dolores Umber kept a tight hold of her pains and grievances. She thought her pain was the last thing she really owned, the last thing that she could keep all to herself. Her very own thing, and she didn’t much care for the idea of someone else trying to take that away from her too.”

“...it saddens me that she has to grow up and make friends with humans. I hear the future coming for her. Stomp, stomp, stomp.”