Blackfeather Woods dragon's breath

The wolf assures her that she is safe here and while part of her knows that is true, the terror still lives inside. Relmyna has been kind to her and Kove has given her refuge, though she’s dealt with no one else aside from the mute mother but that is few and far between. Most of her time is spent alone, isolated from the rest of the world. She doesn’t complain though, for it is worlds better than the torture and constantly being raped by Him or the Other. 

But now she lives in a pack of strangers she doesn’t know and her ability to trust has been torn to shreds and thrown to the wind. 

The other’s closeness keeps her from moving, turning her head away from her so that her scarred face is hidden away. She attempts conversation, as if to help, but Ocracoke trembles just thinking about it. ”No,” she says quietly, voice barely above a murmur. 

The ground rustles a little, she can only assume the stranger has laid down somewhere and hopes she won’t be pressed to relive the past anymore than she already does. Ocracoke doesn't speak anymore, unable to find it in her to disturb the silence anymore. He isn't around but she still flinches each time, worried he'll lash out and hurt her for making a sound, before the other eventually gives up and leaves her alone.