Barrow Fields Fire! Take aim! Fire! Go!

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Forthdated a bit - time is just an illusion... @Akantha :))

She had gotten terribly, terribly lost. Although she knew the layout of her own packlands, the world outside of her borders was far different. Turning and stumbling had she removed herself farther and farther from her sanctuary - unwillingly so! She strongly believed she was going back home - back where it was safe and to where her mother was, but life simply had other plans. Instead of going away from the mountains, she went towards them, eventually crossing a peculiar forest where blood seemed to drip from trees. Here, she sought cover for a while, but while biting her lip had she abandoned that place too. It might have reminded her of home, but it simply wasn't! How could she have been so stupid?!

After days of wandering, tugging her malnourished body through the fields did she give up. The tiny soldier fell to her knees, a mental gun pointed at the back of her head as the war was, for her, over. Finding her way back home? Impossible. She would be lucky to make it out of this all alive. Her bi-coloured eyes closed half as she took shaky breaths. I have fought mum... Mum... please come find me, mama... She whispered softly to the dirt. She started giggling then, laughing at how pathetic she really was.[/td][/tr][/table]