It had become one of those lazy days. Lykos was busy in the infirmary, and Helena was left with nothing interesting to do. The blond decided after a long morning of lazing around her bed, to go out to the forest and draw some of the wildlife. Her therapist had decidedly told her to draw less depressing things, as it might help her FEEL less depressed. So far all she had was pictures of Lykos. It was getting a little stalkerish in her opinion. Birds might even out her sketchbook.
Wandering through the forest, with her bag over her shoulder, she would settle into a tree to draw a squirrel cleaning his face. But mid-drawing, she could have sworn she heard snoring. Climbing down, she began to search for the sound. It didn't take her long to find the little hut. Leaning down to peek in, she raised a brow. "Hey... kid... aren't you a little young to be wandering the forest alone?"