<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)"><u>Sienna Wood - Rogue - Ravenbane Pack Cells</u></span><br/><br/>Sienna watched as wolves shifted into humans, looking up at the ceiling, still feeling like she was going insane. Sure she’d seen it happen enough times now, but the first time had nearly made her vomit from horror. Humans just didn’t shift into wolves and back again, not unless you were trapped in some cliched horror movie. In fact she had thought she was tripping on some type of drug. But no to her dismay, she was awake and sober. Still freaked her out.<br/><br/>She sucked in a breath as she pulled a long, slim piece of glass from the arch of her foot, hands shaking as it clattered to the floor with the rest of the debris she’d pulled out so far. She was in a complete mess, feeling like she was never going to get back home. She heard footsteps long before she saw him, looking up at a man who stared at her with daggers in his eyes. If looks could kill she might already have been dead.<br/><br/>Looking him straight in the eyes, she sniffled before slightly unhinged laughter left her lips. “No shit sherlock, so far it has only got me a bone fracturing backhand to the face or nearly choked to death. The only thing that has saved me so far is myself. Or so I had hoped until I woke up here. Though you don’t seem like one of Seth’s asshole thugs, after all if you were I’d either be in more pain or be talking to him right now instead of you and this place is too nice for him, so...." She bit at her bottom lip and groaned as she put her thumb back into its socket, huffing from the pain, never taking her eyes off the man in front of her in case he tried anything. Blinking away spots she took a deep breath to calm herself. “Ravenbane? I have never even heard of the place. At least I know what town I’m in, though why you care...” She mumbled the last part to herself.<br/><br/>She slumped back against the wall, leaning her head back all the while keeping her eyes locked on his, wincing as her head made contact. “Look I don‘t know who the hell you guys are, what you want from me or why the hell I am here this time,” she pursed her lips as she plucked splinters from her scalp, sighing, “All I know is that I am being held prisoner again for some god forsaken reason, in some town I’ve never heard of, by the same freaks of nature as the last gang of fucked up murderers I just escaped from, making me question my sanity one too many times, for fuck knows how long, wondering if I will even make it out alive again," her anger and sorrow rising with each word, eyes flashing a golden colour. “So what, what more do you monsters want from me, huh?! I mean short of death, I haven't got anything left!" She snarled, a tear escaping her with a little hysterical laugh, wincing at the broken ribs. "Happy now? Going to kill me?"<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Tagging: Stalzyn </span></span>