Aurora felt anger boiling up from the inside when he told her she couldn't leave. And even more so when she supposedly belonged to 'them' now. She couldn't help but wonder who 'they' were and what he meant by that. She frowned and wiggled around a bit more, noticing he tightened his grip more and more. "Whát are you talking about?!" She spat out, not even trying to hide her anger. But none of it would do. The man started to calmly tell her about some sort of wolf story which made no sense to her. He was clearly delusional and this seemed like the the worst nightmare ever. 

Though something in the back of her head told her there was some truth to it. Why else would the people of this town build such a shitty fence? Why would nobody really pronounce what was in the woods? Maybe they tried to forget about the past, forget the wolves ever existed? The wars and hunts? [i]"...This is total bullshit, this guy is absolutely nuts!"[/i]

"Let me GO!" She mumbled beneath her breath, already feeling tired from moving around underneath his body. "So, what IF there is this tribe of wolves you speak of, what use would I be? Wouldn't I be a burden? Exactly! Now move away, you're c-crushing me!" Her voice crackled from barely getting any air by now. Her tiny lungs were being crushed and her skinny body was sore all over. The ground underneath her back was moist and cold which made the whole situation even worse. Aurora felt like her jeans was soaked and the rain was now slowly starting to affect her undergarments as well.