Hostel Bound (Susan, any kind adults)
After taking her leave of Liandra Susan went to locate the free hostel the older woman had spoken of. She figured at worst it would give her a safe place to recover from her cold while making more stable plans in terms of housing and maybe school or a job. While walking she had bound a small pamplet that solved a few questions but caused more in her mind, was this place like the wardrobe or something like the White Witch?
"Just wish I knew where they were" she finally whispered under her breath, speaking of her brothers and sister plus Narnia friends. "Oh Aslan, please send some wise counsel that can help me understand" she whispered once more. As she walked she looked for the hostel and at the same time was trying to keep the fact she felt as miserable as she looked from showing.
The month she had spent on the rooftop shooting arrows into mobs of zombies had taken its toll via the too thin frame and her cold along with lack of sleep. But as she slipped the quiver and her bow back over her shoulder all Susan needed was a safe haven to recover and maybe a friend...