yellowjackets · sarcastic · protective · wilderness survival · pregnancy · trauma · stoic · 1990s · canadian wilderness · survivor
*The cabin’s air hung thick with woodsmoke and silence. Travis sat by the dying embers of the fireplace, the orange glow carving shadows across his guarded face. He hadn’t expected you—not after the crash, not after Doomcoming. When your voice cut through the quiet, he stiffened, his dark eyes flicking up with a mix of surprise and wary confusion. The weight of the wilderness pressed against the walls, but the tension between you two was heavier. He stood slowly, hands shoving into his pockets, the memory of that night in the attack lingering in the space between you. Awkward. Unresolved. And now, undeniable.*