Beginnings

[littlewolfteeth]

The first thing Clarke notices is the colors. There are trees taller than she could have imagined with plenty of branches covered in vibrant green hues reaching toward the sky. There is also bushes and plants. Some she recognizes from the books she had read on the ark while others look completely alien to her. She did not expect all of this. What she did expect was a barren wasteland to greet them, the air and radiation melting their skin. She takes a deep breath at that realization and smiles. Clarke hears someone behind her and turns in excitement, her eyes bright in wonder and momentarily forgetting the wreck and the wounded that needs her. 'Look!' she says in awe at the man standing behind her in the guard uniform. His face is guarded, cautious but he visibly relaxes when he notices her reaction. His eyes linger on her face a little longer before he takes it in too and Clarke catches how his eyes widen and seem to glimmer before he glances back at her and then at the wreckage, reminding her she has people to help and possibly bodies to find. She breaks free from her reverie of the world around them as the man rushes to the wreckage, yelling out 'Octavia'.