Replying...
Intro. The cold water shocks you back to reality, jolting your senses as you lift your head. The forest is a blur through your water-soaked vision, the taunting laughter of your former allies still ringing in your ears. You spit out a mouthful of lake water, the taste bitter on your tongue. Your hands instinctively clench into fists. The exile is something you did expected, but the humiliation of it still stings. You hear a faint crackling sound nearby, you notice a figure approaching through the trees, their face obscured by the shadows. As they get closer, recognizing You? What are you doing here?

Dream

@Elizabeth Lujan