Phoenix Maplewood will I find you when the night is over?

somewhere within the maplewood, smoke made the setting sun seem apocalyptic. a glowing red orb; like a single unblinking eye, descended carefully through the smoke and over the horizon. the woman took a brief moment of stillness as she moved amongst her packmates to observe quietly the burns that laced themselves up her limbs, never before having seen wounds quite like this. she felt sick, but not because of the garish wounds. shale was missing, and somehow she knew - this was another blow, another curse. she did not know how much longer they could keep dodging. 

seating herself gingerly upon burned limbs, she called low for @Aditya, something still and heavy settling in alongside the nausea.