Haunted Wood I can keep away the creeps

As he approached she flinched back and winced only softening as she realized his intended comforting nudge. The nudge itself wasn't comforting, more so the fact that it wasn't an attack confirmed her. Though his words were harsh they sounded truthful. How much effort would really be put into her when this pack cared so little about her wellbeing. It wasn't a decision she wanted to make. She didn't like taking risks, especially ones that had so much at stake. But in a sick way, the possibility of death or slavery was even punishment, and only one possessed the possibility of her freedom. "... Ok. I'll go with you" she said hesitantly. She then thought back to his original question. "My name is Corra"