Who: Christina and George When: Three days after the events of 'YOWE Day' - Late at night/very early morning Where: The forest What: Christina's decided to hide out in the forest for a while. Meanwhile, George goes hunting. The two of them cross paths. Rating: PG-13 for now. May have cursing and violence.
It had been a few days since that dreaded day when Christina woke up looking like her father. She thanked God that the only person who knew of this was a young man from Niflheim; although she had for the moment forgotten his name. The day after everything turned to normal, the hybrid fled to the forest where she had been staying for the last couple of nights. For her, the outdoors were her sanctuary, a safe place to be. It was where she could feel connected to the Creator, and not to the Grand Enchanter.
Not that she'd never feel connected to him; sometimes she really hated herself for that.
Tonight, Christina was wandering about the forest feeling somewhat good. The air was clean, the foliage was giving off a pleasant odor, everything was lit by the moon, and as far as she could tell there was nobody else here.
She continued walking; then stopped. A few hundred yards away Christina thought she had heard a noise. She held her breath, and continued to listen. While she wasn't terribly afraid of being injured, she wasn't in the mood of meeting any of the Niflheimers, and she was pretty sure those would be the only people out here.