<span style="font-family:Port Lligat Slab">When Erin’s eyes scanned her body, a quiver ran up and down Holly’s spine and she wasn’t quite sure why it happened. She’d been scrutinized before. Actually, it was something that had been happening more and more frequently since she’d been bitten and since her first transformation. Logic would’ve dictated that it was something she ought to have been used to by then. His eyes were different, though. They looked at her with a different intention and a different level of intensity… and Holly wasn’t sure if it was better or worse than the way the wolves had looked upon her. <br/>
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“No. Wait,” she began to object when he moved to pick her up. Holly really wasn’t sure if she was comfortable being picked up by a complete stranger, particularly when she was entirely naked. However, all of her objections and squirming ceased when she realized that he was right. His arms - his body - was so much warmer than the ground she’d been sitting upon. All of the movement reminded her of another thing, too. A stinging pain shot through her foot as she learned that injuries from her time spent as a wolf didn’t just go away when she turned back into a human. Holly grimaced slightly and flexed her foot so that she could try to see what was going on. Sure enough, the thorn she’d run across was still there. <br/>
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Sighing to herself, Holly shifted and managed to make herself comfortable within Erin’s arms. Her eyes widened slightly as he called her a pup, but she didn’t object. She didn’t have the energy to. Instead she just endured the long jostling ride while not really paying much attention to where they were heading. As long as it was away from the pack, she didn’t really have much reason to care… at least, not yet. <br/>
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“Thank you,” Holly mumbled softly when he set her down on the porch of what appeared to be his home and when he offered her the blanket. Glancing inside, she took the blanket and stood herself up. Quickly, she coccooned herself within its warmth and she tried to head inside although she stumbled after trying to put weight on the bottom of her foot. “Shit,” she swore under her breath, but she didn’t ask for help and if he offered, she wasn’t about to take it. She limped her way inside and leaned herself against the rocking chair he’d pointed to. Holly didn’t actually sit down, but she likely would eventually. Standing just felt more appropriate in that particular moment. <br/>
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As he finally started asking questions, Holly glanced back towards him. Her eyes drifted back towards the fire before she started answering though. “I’m… uhm… Holly.” She paused and swallowed, trying to figure out how to best explain it. There really was quite the story behind it as far as she was concerned. “Uh… the pack found me on their land after I’d been… well… changed. Apparently that makes me their responsibility. Apparently that also means I become their prisoner until I… <i>learn</i>... whatever that means. I didn’t want to be a prisoner so I ran.” Holly just wanted her life back.</span>