She won't go back! 

She writhes in the coils that bind her, heedless of the fangs against her neck. Feels them binding, tightening, threatening to crack stone and part brass as she kicks, wriggles, claws, anything to get away! Throws her head back in hopes of breaking a nose, throws it forward and bites scales with all her might, anything to get the tail binding her to drop her! 

Won't go back! Won't be that thing again! 

There's no language in the scream. It's terror and fury, animal and primal, ragged and raw, and it takes her a second to realize that it's coming from her. She wails and cries and screams, eyes on the dreadful, damned seal that's going to take her away.

Won't go back won't go back won'tgobackwon'tgoback[i]won'tgoback!--[/i]