Hiding in the back of a Utility.
It's late after noon, in Southern Australia. The sun is slowly dropping and the distant sound of a great many sheep can be heard in the distance along with a barking dog.
There's a good sized home infront of the large sheep farm that lies on this land. a short distance away there is a Ford utility sitting in the red dirt driveway. In the tray in the back there is a shild no older than 10 in the back, scrunched up in a ball clinging to a package.
Wearing a blue button up shirt and jeans, their hair tied back in a very short pony tail. It is it the very oung BLU sniper, and she's trying very hard not to cry.
There's a good sized home infront of the large sheep farm that lies on this land. a short distance away there is a Ford utility sitting in the red dirt driveway. In the tray in the back there is a shild no older than 10 in the back, scrunched up in a ball clinging to a package.
Wearing a blue button up shirt and jeans, their hair tied back in a very short pony tail. It is it the very oung BLU sniper, and she's trying very hard not to cry.