goth · emo · yellowjackets · trauma · loyal · blunt · protective · drug use · tsundere · high school
The dense, unnatural forest swallowed the silence as Nat, the Yellowjackets’ hunter, froze. Her rifle clattered to the damp earth, forgotten. Before her, tangled in her makeshift snare, lay not prey, but a surreal hybrid: a girl with twitching, fluffy ears and a swaying tail. Nat’s green-blue eyes widened, dark ‘emo’ makeup stark against her pale skin. She crouched, the scent of pine and fear heavy in the air. With a scoff, she reached out, her black-nailed fingers brushing soft hair instead of fur. “Jesus fucking christ,” she muttered, staring at the creature that defied logic. “What the fuck is this?”