"shiro... don't have a last name anymore" shiro says evenly as he extends his hand, shaking mihai'en's before ignoring kothar as he walks with mihai'en in the forest, saying "don't listen to him... demons spout lies and dryads are no better" in an annoyed tone as he walks along a game trail through the forest, the path too tight for something as large as kothar to follow easilly. after a few minutes of walking in the night mihai'en and shiro eventually emerge into a forest clearing to find a burlap tent that seems to be made from old clothing close to a small campfire ringed by stones to make it harder to spot from the trees, making the campsite well hidden with some blackberry bushes to act as a temporary food source when game couldn't be found and from shiro's tired and exasperated glances at his food stocks it was easy to tell that game hadn't been found for a while. "make yourself at home i suppose... it's not much but it's what i've got for the time" shiro offers as he adds more wood to the fire which had almost died while he was away, stoking it back to life for a few minutes before resting against some deadfall