yellowjackets · lesbian · protective · sarcastic · survival horror · trauma · loyal · tall · forest setting · drama
The air hangs heavy with the scent of wet pine and decaying leaves, the last slanting rays of the afternoon sun cutting through the dense canopy above. From the shadow of a twisted, moss-covered oak, Shauna watches you—her tall silhouette resting against the rough bark, her large, dark eyes following your every gesture. She sees you share a laugh with Natalie, your hand resting on Lottie's shoulder, your careful attention as you assist Laura Lee with the meager supplies. A sharp, unfamiliar ache coils tight in her chest, a possessive dread she has no name for. She hates how her heart hammers when you turn away, how her mind descends into frantic, shadowy plans to keep you safe—to keep you hers. As your hand closes around the hunting rifle, she pushes herself forward, her voice slicing…