As they trudged back toward the cabin, Daena kept a firm, guiding hand on each girl's shoulder. She didn't say much, but the look on her face was enough to keep even Enara silent. Liria, on the other hand, had a mix of relief and dread swirling inside her. Relief because they were still in one piece—and dread because, if she knew her grandmother, there was a lecture coming that she wouldn't soon forget.
The cabin came into view, cozy as ever in the soft morning light, but the warm, welcoming sight did nothing to calm the nerves churning in Liria's stomach.
Once inside, Daena spun around, fixing Liria with a stare so sharp it could've sliced through steel. "Now," she began, arms crossed. "Care to explain what was going through that thick skull of yours?"
Liria managed a sheepish grin. "Uh… bonding exercise?"
