Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-2600:8807:1C01:A199:3D0A:1AEC:356D:43A5-20191201221019/@comment-44390494-20191202002951

Isla let out a tired yawn and snuggled closer to Orion, but the scene was way to familiar for her to be able to sleep. The once tranquilizing and peaceful nighttime nature sounds were now terrorizing voices. Every twig snap had her head perk up like an alarmed horse. Each leaf crumble could be a misplaced foot by someone lurking in the shadows. And the warm feeling of the nearby bonfire reminded her of the way the the bounds had seared pain into her skin.

(You should nknow by now how dramatic I am).