⠀ ₍ she growls. not in the mood. ₎ кто ты﹖

⠀ ₍ glaring. too upset to talk about it. ₎ … head on﹗

⠀ oh. hm. leaning down a little for more.

⠀ she scoots closer٫ sitting on her knees now. a little confused at his … rudeness. ⠀ 〝 do not be afraid٫ медвежонок. what are you making﹖ 〞

⠀ sneezes.

⠀ anna’s a little nervous. such a small٫ innocent creature should be careful with such a heavy weapon. she stands٫ stepping closer. ⠀ 〝 can you lift it behind your head﹖ 〞

⠀ ₍ her hatchet is lowered. the small man understands. she grunts. ₎ anna. i have not seen you before.

⠀ no. the small ones are afraid. they run. you are not running.

⠀ SICK OF HATCHETS I NEED A GUN

⠀ ₍ the woman glares from behind her mask٫ hatchet hooked back onto her hip. ₎ mmh. you are small٫ innocent and new. like baby rabbit. i will not hurt you.

⠀ bah. you are small. ₍ she raises a hand between them to demonstrate٫ puffing her chest out a little. quite proud of herself. ₎ you do not belong here.

⠀ anton.ᅠ bless her soul but this was the second time within the first gen time period that she trapped herself in a room.

⠀ back in the big city. with the other small ones. ₍ gesturing a little٫ trying to really emphasis the small part. because he is. he is small. small and frail - looking. ₎

⠀ ₍ HE’S rude٫ invading her space. she pushes her shoulders back٫ posture straightening. ₎ you are safer in groups.

⠀ нет. you are not. safety in numbers. you must come inside before they find you.

⠀ ₍ she scoops him up into her arms٫ carrying him into her small little cabin. closing the door behind herself. ₎

⠀ ₍ putting him down٫ patting his head. she turns٫ walking to the fireplace. tossing a few new logs into the flame. ₎ what do you eat٫ little one﹖

⠀ ₍ he’s cute. like a baby deer. not a survivor … strange. ₎ bah. you must eat. i make stew﹗ да﹖