I Am Prepared Now For Myself

As the prisoner rose to attempt to gnaw at the grates, Abby was given a slightly better look at the woman. She was smaller than her, quite smaller in fact, but he height didn’t strike Abby as abnormal. What properly drew her attention was
The scars laden across her body. There was the recent, the wound on her shoulder and other smaller and less severe cuts, but there was also the Criss-crossing of older wounds, the patch on her scruff looking the most severe. This clearly wasn’t her first time on the rodeo.

She might’ve laughed at the prisoners response, but whether it was a joke or not was unclear and Abby didn’t want to ridicule her even further. “I mean, what law did you break?” Surely the woman would know. It wasn’t like Fireside had a lot of laws to break.