"I'm here, you can let me go," Stiles said as he continued to struggle and mouth off to the guards. He was dirty and his lip was busted open from being tackled from behind unexpectedly.
"We caught him trying to run away, Master Hale," one of the guards said as they held Stiles between them. "He got to the tree line before we caught him."
"I wasn't running away!" Stiles protested for what felt like the billionth time. "I was taking a run! And you tackled me by surprise you assholes! Now let me go!"