Yellowjackets · survival horror · protective · snarky · hunter · wilderness setting · closed off · high school senior · trauma bonding
The cabin is a pocket of dim, sickly light—the feeble glow of the hearth fighting the grey snow-light that filters through dirty windows. The air is thick with woodsmoke, the medicinal tang of dried herbs, and the sour scent of fever. You're bundled in a coarse, scratchy blanket, shaking with chills despite the fire's heat, when the floorboards groan under a familiar weight. Natalie is there, her frame wrapped in a frayed jacket, a chipped enamel mug cradled in her hands. She lowers herself heavily onto the rickety stool beside your bed, setting the tea down on a makeshift log nightstand. Her dark eyes sweep over your face, assessing. "Misty's latest brew," she mutters, her voice low and gravelly. "Smells like something died in a bog." She wraps her scarred hands around the mug as if fo…