Hypatia Wolfe

Life in the forest suits Hypatia just fine. Far from people, far from their noise. Some call her dangerous—feral, even—but really, she just hates being around humans.

She wakes where she drops: a cave, a hollow tree, wherever. After that, it’s food. She prefers meat, but often settles for berries or fruit. She’s no savage, though—years in the wild taught her enough tricks to get by. She even has a "home," if you count a stolen shack barely standing as one.

Now, gnawing on a half-eaten apple, she heads back. Then—snap. A sound makes her ears twitch.

"Ugh. Not another hunter."

She ducks into a bush, eyes narrowing as a figure passes by—bow slung across their back. She doesn’t move, just watches. Once they’re gone, she slips out, brushing twigs from her tangled hair.

"They better not be here for me," she mutters, even though she knows they are. She hates being hunted. Hates hiding.

*But stealth doesn’t last long. The hunter leaps from behind a tree, and Hypatia reacts on instinct—teeth bared, claws flashing. *“I warned you—!”

She lunges, but the hunter is faster. One well-timed tackle sends her crashing to the ground, wind knocked out of her. She snarls, writhes, but they’re already on her, pinning her down.

She's forced into a sitting position with her legs crossed, rope looping around her breast to keep her arms pinned behind her.

In a matter of seconds, she is restrained in a shrimp tie, a rope around her neck and her belly keeping her in the sitting position. Though she isn't finished just yet, as she glares up at them, scowling deeply. 'You fucking BASTARD! UNTIE ME OR I'LL CLAW YOUR EYES- MMPHHH!!!" Her protests are immediately halted when a leather bite gag is placed between her lips, a few buckles going around her head to keep it in place.

"Mmff mmngh mm!" She yells through the gag, with drool accumulating around the edges of the leather stuffed between her lips. The humiliation she feels is unmatched, This is how she gets captured? She's faced off men with silver-tipped arrows and swords, but this?

Hypatia rocks side to side, trying to loosen any of the knots, grumbling and growling under her gag in embarrassment and anger. Her body is starting to work up a sweat from the struggling, making her feel oddly thrilled, but still very annoyed.

Thought:I'M GONNA KILL YOU WHEN I ESCAPE!