The fire creaked when few branches were added to it. Not that it made a difference since it was already roaring with bright flames.
That would keep the shadowy hands at bay.
Willow let out a sigh and closed her eyes. It was, how long, seventeen days since she and Wendy become friends and teammates? Maybe more. But they did manage to get along. Even though Willow was like a day and Wendy was like a night. However, despite their differences, they were inseparable. Either to survive or they simply enjoyed each other company. But Willow would be caught dead than letting that thought stick in her head.
Willow snapped out of her thoughts when she heard a soft giggling right above her. She opened her fiery amber eyes and looked at, strangely, smiling Wendy.
- You're smiling... – Willow muttered.
- I guess I am – Wendy sat next to fire-starter.
Willow snorted but sit as well – Why are you so happy? – she grumbled. Strange, looks like their roles has changed.
Wendy just looked at sky, Willow's gaze following soon.
She smirked. Of course, Northern Lights and hella of stars. But it was beautiful even she had to admit it. No wonder it made Wendy smile. Abigail was probably smiling too. She couldn't tell cuz she never really saw her ghostly companion.
-You know, I used to count the stars when I was little – Wendy's voice broke through her thoughts – I always thought that one of the stars will show me my true love... before I'll meet my death...
Willow glanced at Wendy. 'Now we're back at our roles huh, blondie?'
-Is that so? – amber eyed girl asked – Despite all of this, this shit that is happening, you still can think positively. – Willow fully turned to her partner – Impressive. And to think you only brag about dea – aahh! – She barely managed to burn the charcoal thrown by Wendy.
Willow looked at the spot where ashes landed.
-Look at that. This charcoal served its purpose – Wendy whispered mostly to herself.
Willow growled at her companion. But she also grinned at her.
-Huh, nice throw,
Wendy's hearth skipped like... just too fast for normal people.
A praise from Willow? That's rare. But she didn't mind it at all. It was... nice. In fact, Willow was very pretty and her eyes... 'damn, am I really enjoying her liveliness? I usually avoid that but...'
-Oy!
Wendy squeaked as she jumped a little. Willow raised her brow in amusement and chuckled – Such a scaredy cat. The one who praise all dark and sad. Oh how... ugh! – Wendy jumped on Willow and put her hands around fire-starter throat.
-Not. Funny – The blonde girl spat in anger. Willow summoned a small fire in her hand in case of defending herself. But Wendy's grey eyes softened as she stared into the amber ones. 'No, no, no, stop it Wendy! She doesn't like you that way! Turn your eyes away... gosh such ambers... such fire in her... she must be a goddess..
– Sorry.. I... never mind – The blonde beauty quickly moved away from Willow. Her heart racing and blood roaring in her ears. She gave her companion one last look before heading off to the tent.
Willow tried to catch her breath. Self control? Not when that weirdo was around.
She stood up and dusted herself off. She looked around looking for any danger but luckily they were safe.
Amber eyed goddess look at the tent where Wendy hid. She didn't expect her to be forward. Usually she's more laid back.
-Not that I mind – Willow muttered under her breath.