“Where is Maya?” she asked the boy who delivered her meager breakfast.
“She is sick, Navi. The yellow ivy breached the southern wall and she’s been badly burned.”
“Will she be alright?”
“The medics are keeping everyone stable, but without the supplies from the ship…” He fell silent.
Fiana sighed. The attempts to scavenge some local food so far had failed. Most fauna and flora turned out to be not just poisonous, but aggressive too.