Like a stone

Pain from her shoulder became more apparent as she began to block out the rest of the world. She was beginning to shut down from the events before her. She continued to mutter the words so they were audible for Sorrel to hear though she did it not in response to the boy's question but instead to the fear of death. Even the most brave of wolves feared the creature that took life after life. "Ud'dhāraka manē madada. Ud'dhāraka tamārā daravājā para manē namaskāra karavā hō'i. Ud'dhāraka manē madada. Ud'dhāraka tamārā dayā sāthē manē grēsa." Her eyes were widened as she stared at the snow in front of her and she trembled. He was examining her wound but she paid no attention as she began to panic even more.

Worthless. Stupid. Wench. The cruel insults of the past came to mind as she tried to bury her face in the snow. She was far from mentally stable but had come to accept the fact that this boy would have killed her already if he was going to kill her. He wasn't going to hurt her or he would have done it already.