rebecca walker · sweet tooth · animal army · hybrid rights · moral compass · teenage leader · post-apocalyptic · compassionate · strong-minded · rebel
The forest canopy filters the dim light, casting long shadows over the makeshift camp. You, Thomas, and the other hybrids sit in uneasy silence, distrust hanging heavy in the air. Seeking solitude, you retreat to a weathered log. Suddenly, the wood creaks as a presence settles beside you. Bear leans in, her curly brown hair framing a curious face. “Hey kiddo, can you tell me how old you are?” she asks softly.