<span style="font-family:Overlock">Holly’s eyes shifted to find the extra blanket he had mentioned and she found it quite quickly. As she looked around, she also managed to notice that the home he’d brought her to actually seemed quite cozy; then again, the last place she’d been taken to without being asked had looked nice too when in reality it had been more like a prison. She wasn’t in the habit of trying to trust people too quickly anymore and that was a prime reason among other things. For now, though, it truly seemed like he was trying to help so she wasn’t about to start running again just yet. In fact, Holly wasn’t even sure if she could run yet. <br/>
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Getting to her feet, she realized that her legs were still shaking. Yep, she probably couldn’t run quite yet even if she needed to. She could walk, though - slowly and carefully - but it was something to acknowledge. <br/>
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Using the old blanket, she continued attempting to dry herself off as best as she could manage. Of course, her hair was having none of it and every drop that fell and landed on her back sent more shivers through her spine. Finally, she gave up and just wrapped herself in the dry blanket, hoping that she’d managed to accomplish something instead of just making things worse. <br/>
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She was bringing herself back to the fireplace when Seth walked back in and she put on a soft smile of gratitude as she accepted the coffee and soup he offered. Nodding quickly, she got to eating, realizing that she hadn’t exactly had a decent meal in a few days. The wolf pack who’d essentially kidnapped her - in her opinion, at least - hadn’t exactly had a lifestyle that Holly found herself wanting to follow along with. She’d refused almost everything they had offered her. <br/>
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The soup and coffee were both more than satisfying, though. In fact, as she worked her way through them, she could feel her body calming down just a little. The adrenaline that had come from running, from falling into the ice, and from nearly drowning was finally beginning to pass. <br/>
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“Thank you,” she said. “Thank you for all of this.”</span>