Violet's tail slowly drooped when she spotted the shackles. Of course those were for her, she thought. How would she be able to make an escape with chains holding her back? She quietly groaned as the merchant eagerly took the copper pieces, stuffing them in his pocket as he grabbed a pair of shackles from one of the pockets of his booth.<br/><br/>She sighed and turned over on her stomach again when Arawn adressed her. Her eyes narrowed and her ears pinned back, all the while trying to figure out why it hadn't worked. The keen and confident gaze in his eye only irritated her, almost as if he were five moves ahead of her. As she took a small sniff, she confirmed something else as well. He was definitely not human. Maybe half. But not fully.<br/><br/>With a snort, she turned back into her human form, the golden locket around her neck insuring that her clothes still remained on her body. "Fine, not a wolf, see?" She said, gesturing to her human figure. Obviously annoyed. The merchant handed the shackles to the huntsmen and Violet eyed them dreadfully.