<span style="font-family:Carme">Holly did not resist being pulled off of the ground and into Okomi’s arms because she’d already resigned herself to the necessity of such a thing. Although she despised being made to feel as though she was incapable of walking, the simple fact of the matter was that she was incapable of walking and she could not deny that simple truth no matter how hard she tried. There were a few things she did do, though, when she was scooped off the snow. First, her head snapped towards Freya when she growled and for a moment, Holly’s expression almost seemed to thank the she-wolf for the noise because it came off as a warning that Holly wished she was capable of issuing. One of the reasons she had been against being carried in the first place was because Okomi was a guy and because she was wearing only a jacket that could very easily be circumvented. Where his hands went would determine exactly how well she took the rest of the journey. <br/>
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Luckily for him, they didn’t seem to be too far out of place and so Holly restrained the glare she had been prepared to send his way. <br/>
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A shiver ran through her as she felt his hair tickle her naked skin where it did manage to touch her and a small whimper passed through her lips because feeling things against her skin made her feel that much more vulnerable. She was vulnerable. Being naked out in the snow with only a jacket kind of made her that way regardless of what she had become, regardless of the wolf that remained dormant within her. And the injury only compounded that. Her body curled tightly in his arms, seeking to protect her own body as much as possible, make herself as small as possible and to keep as much of her own body concealed as possible. Of course, trying to do all those things at once was not at all successful, but it was what Holly was very obviously trying to do. <br/>
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Despite not quite trusting him, she did listen to him. And every inch of her became more and more uncomfortable with every word he spoke because she did not at all approve of what she was hearing. In fact, it seemed to slowly be making her worse. Holly’s body coiled up even more and not only was she cradling herself as much as she could, but Holly was rolling away from his form as much as she could because insecurity boiled in her heart. Her mind was her own; she did not want to share it with anyone - ever - and she felt like she was being betrayed already by a man she had randomly considered trusting for the briefest moment. <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:deeppink">“There is no need to think!”</span> Holly snapped at him, rather loudly. <br/>
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Her volume was such that Freya’s head snapped back to watch them for a moment and the she-wolf’s eyes took in Holly’s position, her expression and her obvious discomfort. Though Freya didn’t know the exact circumstances of what had set her off, she did know that Holly already had a habit of being very volatile with other wolves when she was around them. It seemed as though she blamed all the wolves for what had happened to her even though her change had been forced by only one. <br/>
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Holly, though, didn’t notice that she had drawn Freya’s attention. She continued to yell, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:deeppink">“Now you’re just <i>using me</i>! I’m sorry, but I’m not your way in and I’m not helpless either. I don’t <i>need</i> your help or anyone else’s for that matter. I’ll get home on my own.”</span> Despite all her words, though, Holly couldn’t escape him yet because she couldn’t walk. She would have tried to fight him if she could walk on her own, but that was impossible.</span>