Wolf let her eyes wander up towards the Shrine and Forbidden Land. Pushing the dark hair covering her face, she swung around in her saddle to face the men that, she assumed, would soon become her allies. Wolf never liked to accept help from anyone, let alone some strangers she met only a few hours ago, and this made her feel uncomfortable. She didn't know their strengths and weaknesses, and as always, assumed they were bound to weigh her down and get her killed. Yet, somewhere in the back of her mind, the part she had left untouched for years, she knew she would need them and perhaps learn to trust them. Maybe her emotions were staring to resurface after all the years she kept them locked away. And this made her more uncomfortable than ever.