My Give A Damn's Busted

Ylva walked across the snowy terrain, eyes focused upon the ground as she walked. She could make out trenches across the ground as she walked, knowing that if she walked right into one of them she could be severely injured. Her mint green eyes focused upon the ground to in front of her, making sure that there was no one that could possibly see her make a fool out of herself if she did happen to collapse inside one of the trenches; however, worrying about what might happen if another happened to see her, she tripped inside one of the trenches, giving a small howl of surprise before she collapsed to the ground.

"Damn!" She hollered as she tried to move her legs, however, her right back leg had been broken as some bone had protruded from her leg, eyes widening from shock and in utter pain as she gave a small sigh, placing her head upon the ground. If anyone happened to come and see her, it might be too late. She, also, wished that her brother was with her right now. If she was destined to die, she would rather have it be done by her brother's fangs or have the cold engulf her and have her brother by her side as she closed her eyes and the wind began to pick up, causing her to shiver slightly from the cold.