Katrina's pov:A small groan escaped my parted lips as something woke me from my sleep. A constant nudging and purring sound could be heard as I sleepily snuggled deeper into the warmth that surrounded me. I didn't want to wake up fully just yet. My body ached and felt stiff. I could almost hear my joints creaking as I struggled to move.
With a small huff, I finally blinked my eyes open. Confusion settled over me when I didn't recognize my surroundings. Where was I again? I surveyed the area before my gaze settled on 4 bundles of heat surrounding me.
Oh, that's right. I was moved to the hunter's cell. With a lazy purr, i stretched. I felt very satifying pops along my spine and joints. Once, i relaxed again before I tried to detangle myself from the nest, only to realize I wasn't alone in the hoodie. I felt heat rush into my cheeks as I realized Ryder must have burrowed his way into the hoodie with me. With a small whine, I glanced around to find something to cover up with only to see a bundle of neatly folded and freshly washed clothes. Where did those my clothes, Willow, cleaned?
Slowly and silently, I wiggled out of not only the hoodie but the pile of hunters as well. Silently thanking myself for not cutting my long hair. Still feeling exposed, I quickly picked up the clothes with my teeth and shuffled to a darker place of the cell. I didn't need the boys to see my chest or the extent of my infection more than they have. Subconsciously, i knew they wouldn't care. If anything, they would take notice of how skinny I actually was. After all, the last time I actually ate my fill was before I got infected. The meat I had yesterday was the first thing I've eaten since becoming infected. The crackers Zoey gave me didn't stay in my system long enough for my body to get nutrients.
Shaking the thought from my head, i focused on getting dressed. I struggled to put the clothes on myself with my limited motor skills. I managed to pull on the clean underwear and pants. Then I heard shuffling, but I ignored it. It wasn't till I was pulling a brand new tank top on that I realized that the cell was unnaturally quiet. Freezing on the spot, I turned my head only to be met with a pair of blue eyes. How long was he sitting there!?
Startled, I let out a loud yelp and jumped away. Only to crash into one of the platforms and fall onto one of the other hunters. Panicked, I scrambled away towards a corner of the cell and pressed against it. Subconsciously blending into the walls as my eyes darted around. I took note of each of the hunters' positions.
Damian was shambling away after picking himself up. He must have been the one I had crashed into. Laim was the one that I made eye contact with. So where are the other 2? I glanced at the nest and relaxed slowly. Axle was still in the nest, waiting patiently for me to calm down, and Ryder was sitting behind everyone calmly while putting on his hoodie.
I let out a whine as I glanced at my hoodie, still folded neatly beside Laim. My mind went into a frenzy as I started to pace. My eyes never left my hoodie as I did so. I need it. The anxiety clawed and chewed away at me as I let out another whine. I was too exposed.
It seemed like Axle picked up on the anxiety and gently carried my hoodie over to me. I stilled for a second, hesitanting.
"It's alright, little one. We didn't see anything. Im sure Laim was just checking to see how your body was adjusting to the infection, " he said as he set the hoodie down in front of me. I watched him carefully before letting the camouflage fade as I slowly reached for it. My eyes darted over to Liam to see if it was true. His only response was a playful smile and a nod. Confirming that what Axle said was true.
I quickly threw the hoodie on. Accidentally catching my claws on the fabric and tearing it slightly in soome places. The realization made me pout a bit. I really need to get used to these claws. Once I felt the hood was secured enough, I stepped away from the wall completely and sat beside Ryder.
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Live 4 the Hunt (Left 4 Dead Hunter Pack)
FanfictionLeft behind and betrayed by the ones she called her companions in this hell. She wonders the streets alone, afraid and infected. Learning the ropes of survival in this new way of life. She doesn't know if there are any others like her. So she keeps...