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[color=bc8dbf][h3][center]~Charlotte LaChance~[/center][/h3][/color]
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Her entire body hurt.

Okay, she had managed to fell the tree. Take that nature! What she didn't account for, was just how [i]tiring[/i] it'd be. Her arms felt like complete jello. There was no way she was going to be able to do anything else with it that day, let alone even attempt getting it cut into usable logs somehow. Something she was still working on how to do exactly. She needed a cutting tool. A saw of some sort? Though, perhaps the axe could be used to cut rough logs out of the trees.

Thought for later. She was too tired for this and to put up with whatever it was Cait was attempting to ask her. Charlotte simply shook her head at Cait's question. She didn't feel like communicating anything at the moment. With a tired yawn, she walked back over to the cave and grabbed the coconut, cracking it open with the axe and began eating. The rest of the evening passed in relative quiet. She found the piece of cloth Cait had used to retrieve the coconuts, and despite her annoyance with her she couldn't let a useful tool go to waste. It'd probably be the main thing keeping her alive.

That night, things got a little...awkward, however. She was content to sleep on her side of the little cave. Cait though, seemed to entirely have no concept of 'personal space'. One of Caits hands was planted firmly on her back, clinging to her vest softly, and one of her legs was reaching over just enough to touch her feet - or rather, her boots at least. Sleep was...somewhat difficult, though someone sleeping next to her once again was oddly comforting, so she couldn't bring herself to tell the other woman to leave her alone. All she could do was grumble slightly, and then focus on falling asleep.

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The next morning, was worse than yesterday evening. Her arms were incredibly sore from trying to cut down that tree. She didn't even want to get up and move. She'd much rather lay there for a few hours and do nothing. If she had some of her materials with her she could easily whip up a potion that'd solve the soreness, but she was once again, reminded she was sorely out of her element trying to survive out here in the wild by herself. She can read all the books about such things she wanted, but it was not as easy as it was half the time.

Well, complaining might make her feel better but it wasn't going to solve anything.

With a tired grunt, Charlotte pushed Cait off of her rather roughly and moved out of the cave. She had to figure out how she was going to cut it into decently sized logs to make a small shelter with...