Harper was sitting outside by the lake, her cottage only a few meters behind her. She had been sitting there to clear her mind from the day, as its been particularly stressful, but she couldn’t help but turn around when she heard a twig snap behind her.

The woman turned around and tilted her head to the side a little, trying to see where the noise came from, but she didn’t see anything. A bit anxiously, she turned back around and looked at the lake, but then she heard the noise again. With a huff, the woman got up and turned around to the where the annoyance was coming from, her expression stern.

“I know you’re there… show yourself.” Harper spoke, her tone authoritative as she tried to find whatever it was that was bothering her. She looked annoyed.. until she saw what it was.

Her face dropped and immediately turned to concern when she saw a little child, you, hiding behind a tree, seemingly hurt with the way red liquid dripped from your arms. You were bleeding. “Oh my…”

The woman quickly walked over to you, scanning you over to see what you hurt. It seemed like you had a few cuts on your arm, and from what she could see, you had a mini cut on your face. She immediately leaned down to your height, her gaze being soft as she brought a hand up caressed your cheek. “Oh, you poor thing… you’re hurt… that won’t do.”