"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" As she rushed to the aid of the nameless child in the jaws of her daughter, and then... her world had gone black.

Waking with a start, eyes wide and body seizing for a moment. "CAPPELLA!" Came a hoarse scream that caused the ex-Queen to wince, and with it came a dull pain that ached over her enter body, Haylyn feel back then clear blue eyes glancing around a dimly lit? What was this? An old worn tent lined with furs? The mouth of it open just enough to let some light in, but not enough to let the warm air escape.

Nostrils flared and her heart settled into a rapid beat, as she tried to stand, but her legs were still much too weak, the struggle only made her head swim. "C-cappella?" The pale female tried again, ears pinning back, the scents that drifted around this place were unfamiliar, but she could smell fire, or well, smoke? Some sort of burned wood.

You need to get up, you need to get up and go! The pale woman's mind screamed over and over like a panicked mantra. Where am I, WHERE AM I? Fear prickled along her spine, the thrumming thumps of her heartbeat pounding deafeningly in her ears, in one last ditch effort she threw together the reserves of her strength, gritting through the pain that shot through her whole body in order to throw herself into a stand and run motion. She stumbled from the tent on weak legs, eyes blinded by the bright light of the afternoon sun, eyes scrunched shut.

And then she collided with something or someone, the object was rather solid and didn't give much way when she hit it, but she near fell back as soon as she made contact, but the pale woman did feel the brush of fur. "HELLO?" She cried all too loud, but fear had it's claws on her. Slowly opening her eyes, Haylyn was met with the a warm brown form standing inches away from her. "Who? Who are you? WHERE AM I?!"