The girl span around, the knife in her hand disappearing into the sleeve of her hoodie. She looked the woman up and down. Dressed in red. Just like her. Little One didn't know why she was wearing these stupid clothes that were thick and restrictive. She doesn't know what the colours are for either.

She doesn't know anything, she doesn't know how she got here. If Priestess Elena sent her. But she had said they were travelling to the mountains together. She had said just this morning. She wouldn't have not informed her if the plan had changed.

Would she? Had they decided they didn't want her after all? But why trick her?

"I will no be hurting myself." She had no idea what any of these things were but they didn't look dangerous.