Wapun Meadow broken fingernails

She kept her gaze on him but moved to slowly, letting out a small yelp of surprise as she felt a sharp pain in her leg. For a moment she froze, trying to think. If she moved it could make it worse but it’d do the same if she didn’t. Though it had the possibility of angering whoever this wolf was further and so she stayed put, fear coursing through her and pain creeping up.

Without Thinking she found her voice though it was shaky and quiet, “Please...Let go of me...That hurts..” Of course her strange almost awkward voice would shine through and say something so stupidly obvious. 

Maybe, just maybe, she’d get away soon though doubt started to creep into her mind and her thoughts screamed at her to run. Foolishly ignoring them she stayed in fear of being pursued.