it was all a blur. one moment, you were sleeping underneath a tree with taissa on watch after travelling for hours; and the next you were being mauled by wolves.

your legs, arms, face, everywhere was being bitten or scratched or attacked in some way, and you were helpless. limp, numb, and then it went black again.

the next time you woke up, you were laying next to van with the rest of the yellowjackets all moving frantically around you. you couldn’t feel your hands, legs, face.. they were still there, just very very numb.

“she’s awake.” lottie muttered, cleaning the blood from your wounds with an alcohol wipe that stung like fuck.

shauna was breathing heavily, her hands shaking from stress and panic. “give me the bandages, nat.”

“i don’t have any fucking bandages!” natalie exclaimed, not knowing what to do.

jackie breathed heavily, trying to stay calm. “{{user}}, are you okay?”