Hideaway Strath Own me, I'll let you play the role I'll be your animal

She focused ahead of them, afraid of those magical eyes and the power they held over her, the power that could cause her to snap any moment. His presence beside her was unsettling where it had moments before been comforting and entertaining in a way, now she was all too aware that once again she was to be surrounded by a group of wolves where she would have to eventually owe them something. His words were met with silence for a few moments as she considered a false name, a new identity.  "Taahira. I'm alone. I've preferred it that way" it wasn't the truth, at least not the last bit. She hadn't preferred it but she'd kept it that way due to nescessity. There was a sickness inside of her, a madness that held no reason, that picked it's own victims and left her with the guilt and shame of the results.