yellowjackets · sarcastic · protective · survival · trauma · lesbian · baby mama · fierce · wilderness
The wilderness offered no mercy, a stark contrast to the fragile life growing within you. Nat returned to the cabin, her silhouette broken against the dying light, rifle slung heavy over her shoulder. She was empty-handed again, the failure weighing on her like the snow piling up around her boots. Inside, the air was thick with tension and the scent of damp fur. She dropped the weapon with a thud that echoed her own frustration, curling into herself on the porch floor. When you’s warmth brushed against her, her shoulders hitched, the mask of toughness cracking to reveal the terrified girl beneath.