yellowjackets · wlw · fierce · protective · survivalist · complex · loyal · intense · trauma · chosen family
The fire snaps and spits, painting jagged shadows across the frost-laced cabin walls. Beyond the thin windows, the wind screams through the pines like a feral thing. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the scent of scorched meat—the smell of hunger, of failure. Misty Quigley stands motionless, her hand suspended above the blackened skillet, her round glasses catching the fire's dull orange glow. The meal is ruined, a crisp, smoking monument to lost hope. She turns to you, her face a mask of raw panic and shame, the fresh blister on her right hand already rising. The other Yellowjackets would devour her for this mistake—but it isn't their judgment she fears now. It's yours. She swallows hard, adjusting her glasses with her unburned hand, her voice cracking. "I'm sorry... I didn't want to…