Comments/Likes/Follows always appreciated. It's been a hot minute since I wrote a fic but I thought since it was winter break why not get my created juices flowing. Hope you guys enjoy.

This takes place after Clarke leaves after the mountain falls Season 3 was bullshit to say the least so I thought I'd give Clarke and Lexa the story they deserve.

One Month after the fall of the mountain:

Clarke had been stumbling through the forest for four weeks now going in and out of what seemed like a complete daze. She was leaving herself completely vulnerable every night, sleeping in the open with her fire burning and no protection, in all honesty she was completely shocked she was even still alive and no animal or grounder had taken her life yet. She had no idea what was happening back at Arcadia and to be completely honest she only hoped for the safety of her friends, however no part of her ever wanted to return to that metal container she once thought of as home.

Clarke trudged on through the forest not having any destination in mind just following the river. It had gotten increasingly colder over the past few weeks and she could tell that winter was upon her. A small part of her was excited to see the snow however she was torn between the will to continue to survive and the will to stop trying all together. She had grown increasingly good at hunting, she had already lined her boots with rabbit fur from two rabbits she'd caught a week ago and skinned and ate. She had also managed to catch two deer, multiple fish and a black bear (which she hadn't really planned on it was more so attacking her and she just so happened to win). She had turned the deer skin into warm leather pants and the other deer skin into a curve gripping leather top. Thank god for her medical stitching skills or else she would've had no idea how to put these things together. Just last night she had finished the beer fur coat she had been working on for the last week and a half. When you are alone in the forest you don't have much to do except hunt, sew and walk. If anyone were to see Clarke they'd have to look twice because it was impossible to tell on first sight that she was skai cru and not a grounder.

Clarke continued to walk on, stopping at a river to refill her canteen and wash her face. She also washed the five knives that she kept strapped around her waste and two to her thighs. She then washed the tips of the four bow and arrows she had managed to make, which took her almost the entire month to perfect. Just then Clarke heard the brush behind her, she immediately strapped up and pointed an arrow at the sound, but what stepped out wasn't a ferocious animal however, it was a little girl who looked no older than three. Clarke immediately lowered her arrow and approached the grounder baby who must've wondered off from her parents; Clarke must've been near a village and had no idea of it. She approached the little girl.

"Heya stik gada" (Hello little girl) Clarke cooed extended her arms to the baby to pick her up.
"Heya Heya" (Hello Hello) The sweet girl cooed back extended her arms allowing Clarke to pick her up. Clarke looked around seeing if she could spot her parents, she started to walk past the bush keeping a keen eye on her surroundings for any grounders or animals that may bring her and this precious little soul trouble.

"Ste nomon?" (wheres your mother) Clarke asks the young girl. Who points pasts the trees, which Clarke can only assume a small village lays behind, she picks up her pace trying to return the girl and get away without being seen however this plan was quickly changed when she got through the tree line and was met with three arrows pointing at her heart. She immediately guarded the child placing her behind her and holding her tightly to her legs.

"Ai was bringing the goufa back" Clarke spoke in her broken Trigedasleng, she had improved immensely and could carry on conversation easily (at least with herself for the last month) but she was stumbling over her words in this moment.
"Klark kom Skai Cru" Clarke said pointing to her self again hoping to diffuse the sitation. All of a sudden the little girl pushed around Clarke and started running towards a women who had appeared behind one of the men with arrows.
"Ai goufa!" (my child) She ran to the child embracing her. "Thank you skai princess for returning my child to me. Lower your weapons men, the mountain slayer means no harm to our people…. She saved us." Clarke's spine crawled at the term mountain slayer, she still faced sleepless nights and was haunted by the thought of the innocent lives she had taken inside of the mountain when she eradicated it to save her people.
"Please Clarke welcome to the Village of Glow, we are apart of the Glowing Forest clan and welcome you to feast." The woman holds her child close and ushers Clarke over. Clarke was honestly exhausted and could use a hot meal, nice fire and a decent nights rest. She walked into the village with who she assumed the women the be the village leader. Once inside the village she noticed the strange glances then recognition igniting in their eyes, one by one they bowed to her… Clarke was shocked these people were bowing to her. Clarke let out a slight grimace when she figured they were bowing because of the mountain she had eradicated and lowered her eyes to the ground. She was sat at a large fire and immediately covered with a warm, large fur; she hadn't even noticed she was shivering until she was warm. Then she was handed a large plate of food and a cup of what smelt to be some sort of alcohol; around her sat other warriors and the women with the child.

"Clarke I am Kiera the leader of the village, we are apart of the glowing forest clan. I welcome you great mountain slayer to stay as long as you please, my men have already set up a tent for you to at least rest for the night. We thank you for all you have done for our people and I thank you personally for bringing my wondering goufa back to me. I am in debt to you skai prisa." Kiera finished with the bow of her head. Then everyone around the fire did the same, slowly all bowing their heads to Clarke as she just looked on in awe.

"Please no, no reason to thank me, you really don't have to bow or anything either. Please stop." Everyone returned eye contact and continued eating. Once they were done Clarke was shown to her tent. She thought to herself just one night and she'll be on her way again, she can rest in the safety of the village for one night.
However even though she found worth in the abundance of furs and fire burning she still awoke that night screaming however when she awoke there was someone rubbing her back and shushing her; while a warm hand wiped her tears away.
"Klark ai sorry." Clarke looked up knowing that voice absolutely anywhere, it was none other than the Heda of the 12 clans.

"Lexa?"

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