Blackfoot Forest there she goes again

Urgh.

She doesn't normally mind the snow, but everything is bothering her today. Ever since she lost track of Sophy, it seems like nothing has gone her way. Maybe that's her fault, 'cause she's been worrying incessantly since then, but she's not going to admit that to anyone. Least of all herself. No, it's the world's fault, because the world is now clearly against her. First with the blizzard and now with this awful, creepy forest. Nothing like the forest she'd grown up in.

"So! Phi!" she calls again, her voice a bit hoarse and the words a bit closer to accusations than actual names. Almost as if, if she sounds angry enough, those two will come popping out of the woodwork like they used to. All contrite grins and who, me? like Vi doesn't already know who swiped the last rib bone she'd been saving. I have a nose, you know, she thinks to the sneaky memory-forms of her sisters.

Those two.

Vinnira heaves a great sigh and comes to a stop in the dark, creepy forest. It's midday, but it's been overcast, and she can't tell through the heacy canopy, anyway. All she knows is that it's not nightime, but who knows how close it was? She wanted desperately to be out, but she'd been wandering this forest for hours, looking for any sign of her sisters, and she hadn't even found a clearing.

"Okay, Vi," she says to herself, using her firm big sister voice, "What did we always ask ma? How far can you go into the woods?"

Halfway was the answer. Because once you went halfway, you weren't going in anymore - you were going out. Vi figured she'd passed 'halfway' a while ago ("How big can this forsest be?" was becoming a more pressing concern), so she must be heading out of it, now. Hopefully soon.

"So? Phi?" she calls again, half-heartedly this time. If they hadn't heard her five minute ago, they probably won't hear her now.