[b]Kingdom of Ferelden: Camp, somewhere in the south...[/b]

Since Julien hadn't protested to her proposal and left, Wystellia was content to carry on with her own personal quest to find actual sustenance that didn't leave a raw sourness in her mouth. When Julien had vanished into the woodwork, she went off in the other direction, now wishing she had her bow and arrows which would have made hunting much easier. The mage pushed some branches out of her way as she kept moving east, making notes of the landmarks in the area so she didn't lose track of where she was, as well as where she was coming from. After five minutes, she noticed the footprints of a small animal. It was likely a squirrel or a fox, possibly a rabbit. 

Her eyes went upwards into the trees surrounding her.

Nothing up there...

Wystellia looked around and heard something in the distance. She ran ahead, staff raised and ready to fire. She saw the ass of a white rabbit scamper off. Unlike most, she didn't hesitate. She didn't see the middle ground to second guess herself. In the moment, she needed to eat, she needed to survive and in order to keep going, the rabbit needed to die. It wasn't cute or a pet, no, it was sustenance. She fired an icy beam at it but missed. "Damn." She kept jogging, feeling her breath shorten already. Wystellia fired again and slipped on the ground, landing on her face. Her first thought was, [i]'Well at least Julien isn't here to witness this.'[/i] as she raised her head to see the thing duck into a small hole.

Her chin scraped against the ground and she pushed herself up and saw her skinned knees and dirty legs. "What a mess." She sighed and got up, not bothering to heal herself until she was victorious. The woman quickly hurried over to the hole at the base of a tree and pointed her staff at the opening. "Come on out or I'll roast you all, not that it's necessary..." She backed up and looked to see other holes in the ground and realized they were small underground tunnels for the creatures to travel safely. She envied them and began to climb the tree, hoping that the higher vantage point would give her a good place to shoot down anything that emerged from the holes.

Five minutes later, a fox poked its head out and she fired at it. She killed it with several small arcane bursts and jumped down from where she was. That was how life worked, it seemed. You got lucky and other times, you didn't. Surprised worked out but sometimes it was just down to chance. Wystellia picked up the limp creature and began to head back toward the campsite, wondering if Julie would have returned by now or not. She was ready to get some shut eye and the sun hadn't even set yet. When she got back, she set the dead fox by the fire pit where she had put her previous collection of brush for the fire's fuel. [i]'I won't worry yet.'[/i] She told herself and went back out.

Now her eyes were on the look out for berries and herbs.

After traveling a bit more north, she found a bush filled with raspberries and collected as much as she could carry in her bag and then headed back. When she returned the second time, she saw Julien had made his way back but it appeared as though he had come across a fight of some sort. Her eyes looked over him. "Guess I missed the fun." She said as she went over and started the fire with her staff and nudged the fox with her foot until it laid on the fire so its fur could burn off during the cooking process. "I harvested some berries for tomorrow's breakfast." She told him as she turned her attention back toward him.

"Do you need to be healed?" She asked him, now wishing she had found some kind of nest with eggs or some water source for them. For now, they were in better shape than she thought they'd be. Wystellia stepped away from the smoke of the fire. It didn't feel like anyone was watching them but they needed to be careful, Julien's return was evidence of that. At least they had food and could make more progress tomorrow. The girl was already planning on sleeping in a bed tomorrow night and being able to wash the dirt off of her. Though she was also aware that they may need to do some jobs around the next area and try to make some coin or else they'd have to find things to barter with. 

Being a Grey Warden hardly meant getting things for free.