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kindnapdsweetie (kindnapdsweetie) wrote in pandorarpg,

After about twenty minutes of trying to claw and hit anything she could reach to get him to put her down, she gave up. She stilled her body and propped her head up on her hands by her elbows digging into his back. At least by carrying her, he wasn't hurting her or dragging her at a speed that was too fast for her either.

When he started slowing down, she couldn't see anything but faint light from what sounded like a fire before she was dropped on her arse yet again. This was getting to be an annoying habit of his, but she really didn't expect much else from him. She stayed where she was when the other men came into her line of sight. They were all very large, and together, they scared the shit out of her. She knew what they'd be able to do to her if they decided to. Then she heard one call the man who'd carried her there Greyback and she froze.

"Fenrir Greyback?" She whispered in horror. He was the one that had decided to break out of the prison and nab her? This was not good at all, and this had to be what was left of his pack since he was arrested.

Snack? She started crawling backward as much as she could, but when she realized she couldn't go very far, she tried to put herself behind Greyback. At least he'd promised not to kill her. These other men, she wasn't so sure about, and that one on the end was looking at her funny.

That same man took a step toward her just before he spoke. "I hope she's for us. She's pretty easy on the eyes." With that, Siobhan tried not to cringe, but failed miserably.