Hazel is the New Purple (an Anne Boonchuy x oc)

The Situation...?

drama.

◦•●◉✿ 𝑁𝑜𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦'𝑠 𝑃𝑂𝑉:✿◉●•◦

It was currently the middle of the night, Hazel should be sleeping, right?

Apparently not, considering Alani decided it would be a good idea to go on a nice little trip out of the desert so Hazel can see the rest of Amphibia, and maybe find those friends of her she keeps speaking about.

Right now, Hazel was silently staring out the mini wagon window – the mini wagon being a wagon, obviously, but it's smaller than a normal one and can only house one person at a time – watching the trees that would move past the window.

Alani was having a mantis they somehow subdued and tamed, drive the mini wagon, only needing to occasionally make it change direction.

The ashy brunette's attention is soon brought away from the passing scenery when said scenery suddenly stops moving, and Alani's voice rings through the air. "Oh my frog– Seriously?!"

She hums, opening the door to the wagon, moving to step out–

Only to step straight into some mud.

She grimaces, noticing the wheels buried in the stuff. She quickly pulls her foot out, jumping towards normal land and walking to find Alani. "Alani?"

"Oh, Hazel! Don't mind the setback, this mud is just getting in the way–" Alani's head peeks out from the other side of the mini wagon, and Hazel tilts her head. "Seriously...? K..I'll go explore."

She turns away, already beginning down a random path. She's not just going to sit around in the mini wagon in complete boredom after all, she's in a new area.

Plus..

Something in the back of her mind is telling her to walk this way.

After an entire 30 minutes of walking, Hazel finds herself standing outside a cave, staring at the darkness inside. Soon enough, she begins walking into the cave, the camera sitting on the entrance of the cave, before panning towards some trees.

Said trees seem to be completely destroyed and knocked over, the bark scratches up like something was sharpening it's claws against it. The carnage seems to lead straight to the very same cave Hazel just entered.

That's comforting.

Inside said cave, the ashy brunette is silently maneuvering around, trying to avoid stepping in the random puddles of water, or this green acidic like goop.

She can hear water dripping down onto the ground and into puddles from the stalactites on the ceiling of the cave, and it's a tad bit annoying, but she ignores it best she can.

She is soon faced with two different passages, one hidden by vines with a weird smell coming from it, and the other seeming narrow, probably hard to squeeze through. The rocks look sharp too.

"Human...I suggest going down the right path."

Hazel hears Asesino's voice in her head, and her mouth turns into a thin line, looking at the right path– The narrow one. 'Do you want me to get cut open like a piece of butter?'

She thinks back sarcastically, walking over and touching one of the rocks, almost immediately cutting her palm on it. She curses quietly, looking down at her right hand, watching blood slowly ooze from the wound.

The short teenager hears a quiet sigh, before Asesino fades into existence and stands beside Hazel, looking down at the wound. "You really are reckless. Why would you touch it like that?"