Broken Boulder Piles of corpses, miles of dread

The young and fiery Koume made her way through the sanctuary. Her wounds were being tended to, that was true, but she had yet to truly bond with anyone here. None of them felt safe enough to get close to though. Not that it was their fault; Koume was hard to get along with, her snarky and rude personality not appealing to most others. But she couldn't avoid socializing forever. She felt no where near better so she couldn't just up and leave. She was a prisoner here, tied to them by kindness and pride and she hated it.

Perhaps @Delight was around, she had spent at least some time with him so he wasn't a complete stranger.