sacrificial lamb

Making her way across the bridge, Vaia faltered here and there, putting her weight on a cracked board that splintered at her paw. The male behind her was relentless, pushing her forward and giving her no time to really think. She cut her paw along the way too, which left behind a few bloodied paw prints. “Ouch! H-hey!” She called out to him, in which she got an eyeball in response. Ushering her into the cave, she reluctantly followed. No turning back now.

Following a trail of lava, Vaia felt fear climb up the back of her neck. This place was so scary! Trying to stay close to the male, and unsure of which path to follow, she looks to him for guidance. She didn’t know if the thin edge was the best option, the stones, or the bridge.

Route chosen: Charisma.  

"Vaia"