breaking out

Incendium had fallen apart, that much was clear. When he'd found his dead parents alongside his sister, he determined that he could no longer stay but it wasn't until some women came and started fighting over a wasteland that he decided then and there he was leaving. He told his siblings and even though he was hardly old enough to be out here on his own, he was doing it anyway. He would find somewhere else to go, a new place to call home.

He couldn't remember anything about these strange blue bugs or the blue glowing plants back at the ship, however. The nights were long, the winter was of course cold, and now to top it all off there was some weird blue stuff going on. He wasn't sure what to make of it, but he hadn't seen anything particularly frightening yet that he needed to be worried. What was worrying him, however, was the growling in his stomach. He'd hardly had much hunting practice and so tracking in the snow was difficult and even more so when he had little to no idea what he was doing.

Wandering around, the cold night was weighing down on him and he would need to find something soon, either someone to help him hunt or a warm place to sleep for the night, maybe in a place where the blue glowing won't keep him up.