[center][u][b][h2][color=F4A460]Savannah[/color][/h2][/b][/u] - [i]Pennsylvania, one mile from Wolves camp[/i][/center][hr]
[color=DCDCDC]Savannah watched as the Purple Maniac spoke and forced herself not to show emotion. The thought of the torture was enough to scare her. She swallowed and then stared in awe as she dissolved into liquid and climbed the tree. What was that? Was it tissue or muscle manipulation?  She frowned faintly, trying to figure it out as the woman joined her. The small amount of science she knew was not coming back to her well. The panic inside of her was beginning to rise slightly, but she took deep breaths to calm herself down. She had to be emotionless and strong. It was not helping when the crazy woman continued speaking to her and was up in her grill. [/color][b]"Hello, darling, now that we are together, we can play."[/b]

[color=DCDCDC]Savannah could only imagine if they had found out about her ability, what they would to her. She gritted her teeth, knowing this would not end well. She could not allow herself to be injured or draw blood; she was aware of Pepper's rapid breathing. He was watching nearby, ready to strike. Savannah would do anything to prevent him from being hurt, not after what he had done for her...[/color]

[color=DCDCDC]Roman's voice interrupted her reverie and she found him gazing into her eyes, emotionless. [/color][b]"If you are not interested in being chopped up like carrots for a stew, I suggest you start admitting to us that you have been stealing from our people. We'll torture it out of you either way and you're coming with us either way, so you can come down. You will also tell us if you are alone in this act. If you have any idea who I am, you know I am not very merciful."[/b]

[color=DCDCDC][i]God[/i], she thought to herself, [i]if only his eyes matched the color of his wretched soul[/i]. She was not one to talk about mutated eyes though; her topaz-orange eyes were different. As finished, she raised her eyebrows. He wanted a confession? Was he serious? She kept her breathing even and didn't crack her expression. [i]Fine, we'll play it your way[/i], she thought bitterly. [/color][color=F4A460][b]"Don't flatter yourself, Roman,"[/b][/color] [color=DCDCDC] She finally replied, beginning to stand up so she could move away from the Purple Maniac.[/color] 

[color=F4A460][b]"It's obvious who I am and what I've been doing. And also, I was waiting for you all to come over here before I could come down."[/b][/color] [color=DCDCDC]She stood up on the branch with impeccable balance and tightened the backpack around her shoulders, being careful to avoid upsetting the woman's spot. She cracked her neck loudly as she spoke and loosened it up.[/color] [color=F4A460][b]"I wanted to see the amount of men and woman you brought over one little thief.  Yes, I am alone."[/b][/color] [color=DCDCDC]Savannah lied fluently and convincingly through her teeth. No way would she tell them about Pepper. She counted him as an accomplice.

She assessed the situation: ten to one - too many to defend herself against. If she showed off some ability, she knew it would help them not be quick to kill her. He at least was not interested in killing her yet; he wanted to bring her back. Why though? She decided not to dwell on it for now. She had to play her part and not anger them and needed to seem useful enough to keep. Besides, if she was too brave and cocky as they had pinned, that would only piss them off. She couldn't help but be proud of how long it had taken them to notice and then find her, and it was shining through her voice and expressions. Despite it, she had to be smart and earn their trust and her own keep. It was evident that she was skilled enough to steal and not be caught for a long period of time. That itself she knew would be useful for her life.

Savannah stood on the branch with impeccable balance still and looked up. The branch above her wasn't too high, nor out of her reach and was far enough ahead of her that she could swing over the Wolves. She smiled sadly for a brief moment. God only knew when she would find herself back in the forest. She loved it here so much. She took a deep breath to collect herself and unhooked her spear to clench between her teeth; then, unexpectedly jumped up. 

The branch she had perched on began to sway up and down from her sheer amount of strength. She gripped the branch with ease and ignored the woman's possible balance upset. She hoisted herself up and swung from it momentarily, much like a trapeze artist. She gathered enough momentum after a few swings and tucked her knees and head as she flipped over the Wolves and released her position to land catlike on the ground. Her one arm was in front of her, the other beside her, and her legs firmly on the ground.[/color]

[color=F4A460][b]"Tah-dah."[/b][/color] [color=DCDCDC]She stood up behind them, the spear still clutched between her teeth. Here voice came out slightly muffled. She quickly took it out of her mouth and stuffed it in her belt loop. Before they turned around, she had also wiped her lips from the blood with her sleeve.[/color]

[b][color=F4A460]"Happy now? No torture necessary."[/color][/b] [color=DCDCDC]She paused, allowing her words to sink in with satisfaction.[/color] [color=F4A460][b]"After you, Roman."[/b][/color] [color=DCDCDC]Savannah gestured to the camp after they had turned to face her. She was expressionless, despite a small smirk on her face. Savannah slowly gazed upwards to see if the woman ahd lost her balance or fallen; afterwards, she gazed ahead, careful not to allow her guard down. She had taken the spear out of her mouth and stuffed back in her belt loop and waited patiently.[/color]