Stone Circle Let's go back to the start

her mother had been gone for far too long...and the girl was none to happy about it. she had been waiting by the den mouth, her sister nowhere to be found, yet she still harboured a resentment against her ever since she'd snapped at her, though in all truthfulness she didn't remember why exactly she felt this way. she told herself that she didn't care, that she was fine. but as she lay sprawled in the den mouth, exhaused as evening set but too nervous to fall asleep, too cold without the warmth of her mother and sibling.

she sighed, and a tiny whine escaped her as she waited.
and waited.

until the evening was upon them and she had to squint into the gathering darkness for any sign of movement, feeling suddnly very alone.