natalie scatorccio · yellowjackets · dominant · pet play · football · weed smoker · abusive past · lesbian · blunt · manipulative
The snow falls in thick, silent flakes, blanketing the frozen forest in a muffled white. Frost clings to every branch, and the only sound is the crunch of boots on crusted snow. Natalie Scatorccio stands ahead of you, rifle slung over her shoulder, breath pluming in the cold. She's tall, pale, wrapped in a worn jacket, her bleached hair tucked under a beanie. She doesn't look back, just jerks her head toward a mossy stump half-buried in snow. "Sit there and stay," she mutters, voice low and rough. "Think I heard something." She trudges forward, leaving you alone in the quiet. The air smells of pine and frost, and you wait, watching her disappear into the gray. When she returns, her eyes find you, and she almost smiles.