Bonesplinter Ravine The Art Of Breaking

That's not the same thing, she pointed out coldly. You can just lie and then never come back. Of course, they would most likely be looking over their shoulder for quite a while, but that did not compare to how little of a choice Simmik had in any of this. 

I was attacked by someone I— she couldn't say the word. She just shook her head and then rested it back on her paws, feeling the warmth of tears prick at her eyes. I can't even get out of this hell hole on my own, let alone ask to leave the territory. So don't expect any pity from me. It was cruel of her to even try, but she expected nothing different from Kynareth's packmates.