Audrun grinned at Accalia, and then at Waylyn. Maybe she didn't find the joke funny but Audrun did. He inspected the scene when they arrived, which wasn't much more than an old, cold cave. It didn't seem like much, but it'd beat sleeping in the remains of their former tribes. “Um, I guess I'll get some firewood.” He raised an eyebrow at her when she shivered, not understanding how she could shiver at this little. He then chuckled as he envisioned a cold, shivering Accalia trekking up north to the Bear tribe. On second thought, he realized her clothing was hardly fit for temperatures like those. A heavy thud market the drop of Audruns stuff at the edge of one of the cave walls. It was a sack that was filled with some leftover meat, a fur that he'd had been sleeping on for the trek south and some basic tools. He couldn't really take his spear with him when grabbing wood, though, so he walked over to Weylyn and handed the spear, which was way too big, over to him. “Weylyn, make sure to protect Accalia, yeah?” He'd raise from his squatting position again and put a hand on Weylyns head while taking one arm out of his coat before releasing his hand and doing the same for the other arm. Grabbing Accalia's arm with his free hand, he'd shove the coat into her hands. “Maybe winter is over, but us Bears see snow during the summer too.” Well, it was true. Winter might've been over but it was still cold. Besides, Audrun wore a large tunic and an overshirt over it, so he'd be fine for now. Just had to get a fire going to be sure. On the other hand Accalia was just wearing a simple chestpiece and some pants. Let alone Weylyn, who must've been freezing the entire trip. Oh well, Audrun was a pretty tall guy so even if Accalia wore the coat Weylyn would probably still fit in there. He got outside and started looking around for some wood, taking in the surroundings as he did so. Collecting branches and larger pieces of fallen trunk left and right, he'd notice a pattern of tracks leading through the general area of the cave. It was somewhat frightening to see, because they were quite big paws of a Lynx. It seemed to avoid the area of the cave though, which could be either good or bad. Good, because it'd mean the Lynx wouldn't pass the cave looking for human food.. bad because there must be a reason it didn't go into the cave.. namely some bigger animal living deeper in the cave. Audrun just hoped there wasn't a bear in there or he'd have to make a new coat. He grinned at his joke. “As if I can kill a bear alone.” he mumbled, grabbing another piece of wood as he stepped through a small steam of water, spots of red moving through it. Fish, maybe? Perhaps Accalia knew how to catch fish, because Audrun had never been quite efficient at spearfishing. He could try, though. It'd likely be humorous for Accalia and Weylyn to see that attempt. After about two hours of looking for wood that was suitable enough to burn, Audrun headed back tracing his own tracks back to the cave. Somehow it seemed he had walked further than he had initially thought -- it took about 15 minutes to get back. Luckily the snow was helpful in recovering the way. Audrun thought the snow would melt soon, within a week or so. That would once again be a good or a bad thing. For one it would make it harder to track animals, or to hide in plain sight by covering yourself with snow. On the other hand, there'd be berries and edible grasses and roots to be found. And Audrun longed for something other than deer meat. As he arrived back at the cave he dropped the firewood on the ground and started working on a fire using a fire bowdrill. “Accalia, there's a stream not far from here. You can walk there in about 5 minutes, and it has fish in it. Big, red fish. And I also found some Lynx tracks but he seems to avoid this cave. Maybe he goes to the stream to fish? Either way, I thought you should know.” He'd smile at her as he'd collect burning embers from the fire plank he'd be using with the bowdrill. Once he figured he had enough he'd place them on some of the firemaking materials and start the fire, placing himself down next to it to enjoy the fire.