01.09: Allora

Allora looked confused as she watched Jamie. "That's not my brother..." She explained as she used crystals to lower herself to the ground. Walking at this point was becoming too painful, especially after what had happened to her earlier that day. "My family doesn't own any dogs."

It was with this that she finally dropped the boot. No sense in keeping it if she did not have the other one. Her eyes kept scanning around and she kept distance between herself and Jamie. If he was paying attention he would see all the signs of a tortured soul, a victim of something horrifying. He would see what exactly had happened since most of the blood was soaking through her dress at the crotch area.

"Where are you going to take me?" She asked in a tired tone and wiped at some blood on her aching legs. It only smeared and made her cuts look worse than they actually were. "What will you do to me? I don't want to be locked up again...brother did something a brother shouldn't do..."

She refused to say it, refused to admit she was being distance simply because they were male. But, Jamie seemed kind enough to trust, so she would not run away.