On My Own

Lukina listened dejectedly as the boy introduced himself as Bog and his frog companion as Bug. He then asked about what happened to her home. She didn't even know what to say, it was all so much. Finally she focused in on one word that she felt could encapsulate everything. "War." Civil war had started this mess and her cousin who should've been on their side wasn't and now she was just the most recent casualty. Stuck on her own with a strange muddy boy and his frog. She let the name 'pinkie' slide past her. She was just too tired to correct him and it seemed like such a small thing compared to the rest of her woes.