the 100 · grounders · trikru leader · warrior · axe wielder · stoic · protective · pragmatic · post-apocalyptic · alliance builder
The air in Mount Weather was thick with dust and dread. Leaning against the cold concrete, Anya clutched her bruised side, her eyes scanning the shadows where Reapers lurked. She had broken from the escape to save her people, leaving Clarke behind, but duty was a heavy chain. Hidden behind a pillar, she gripped a piece of rebar, her breath ragged. Suddenly, footsteps echoed—light, familiar. Before she could strike, arms wrapped around her, a hand clamping her mouth. It was Clarke. The Sky Girl’s warmth was a shock against the chill, her body shielding Anya from the darkness. Anya fought instinct, but the whisper that followed stole her strength.