(GGE) oh i'm in trouble now (open)

WESSEX out of the night that covers me The silence in the surrounding area draws Wessex’s attention; ever a hunter at home in their woods, she notices the small signs that signal someone might have a kill. The lack of birds, the absence of rustling in the underbrush as everything that might be prey scurries away in self-preservation, lest the hunters get greedy. Whatever she expects as she strolls casually through the blooming, greening woods, it isn’t Sunjata and a dead wolf. Wolves are quite rare here - she’s actually a little impressed that he’s managed to find the pack and bring one down. And hey, maybe now that she’s no longer Queen and trying not to get people killed - maybe, just maaaaybe they can get along. Coming up behind the Outlander, cloak hood up despite the growing cover and her increasing resilience to sunlight, Wessex calls out to the man. “Not bad. Not bad at all.” {i\'m sorry this is shit x.x} black as the pit from pole to pole i thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul