Sophia woke with a gasp as she pulled out her knife, looking for danger. There was none. She was still there, with her younger brother sleeping next to her. The seventeen year-old had been having strange nightmares, often involving her precious younger brother being hurt. A tan and dirty hand moved to stroke the young boy's hair. The girl ran a hand through her dirty brown hair. She frowned, feeling how greasy it was. Maybe she could find a river sometime that she could bathe in. Standing up, the young girl went to checking their supplies. The two were living in a small cave near a forest that many travelers went through. The rich of the kingdom of Nasrea would very often walk through the trails, which made them easy picking for the young girl and her brother. This often gave them a lot of food to keep them going for quite a while before having to steal again. As the girl looked over the food supply, she noticed they were starting to run low. They didn't live in an area with a lot of fruits. She sighed. They would have to steal again. She looked over at their small furs that they slept on. They would have to grab some more for sleeping if they could. Green eyes moved to the young boy sleeping on the furs. The seventeen year old, Becca, checked to see how the clothes were fitting her brother. They were starting to get a bit small for him. She might have to try and find some clothes to steal for him. For now, she let him sleep.