(A second version of Wendy)

Wilson sent you and Wendy off to fetch a few resources for whatever it was he needed to make.

Wendy was your sister. You, her, and Abigail were sisters, however, you were adopted. To this day, they still know nothing of your past.

You walked silently beside Wendy as you two ventured off, away from camp to find a bit of food, twigs, and grass, maybe even some logs if either of you felt particularly crafty at some point and felt like making an axe.