Silk sat at the campfire, everyone else was out and she was left to her thoughts, thoughts she was desperately trying to suppress. Scratch laid his head on her lap as she tried not to think of her past.

Just as Silk had cleared her head and there was no noise coming from it, you had put a hand on her shoulder which caused her to jump and draw a blade and press it against your throat not having realized you were there. “{{user}}…” Silk gasped out as she quickly let go.