Firefly Glen [BWP P5] WHITEOUT v1

Maia wasn't faring well this winter.  She'd gotten herself lost again, after her encounter with the boy in the cave, and since then had encountered a string of bad luck.  She hadn't eaten in days, and the blizzard that suddenly arrived had caught her in the middle of the open.  She was reaching her limit, pushing through the snow, and desperation was beginning to lend frenzy to her movements.

Cmon Maia.  Just a little further.  And then you'll find a nice snug cave and then maybe you can sleep.  Yeah.  At first she'd merely been filling the silence, but at this point, she wasn't sure that she wasn't actually convincing herself to keep going.  This was literally the worst.

Dumb luck brought her running smack dab into Hydra and her brother.  Well... maybe not luck.  Because the sight of food was too much for her.

She hovered, poised, staring.  She could die in the snow, starving, or she could risk it.  At this point, whatever they did to her couldn't be as bad as this.

She lunges towards the food.  They'd share or they'd attack her... whatever.  She was past caring now.