Razer woke up after a rough sleep, in which he woke up three times over the course of the night.  He had unpleasant dreams that were foggy in his memory.  At best he could remember a few clear images of what his mind showed him while he was unconcious.  He had a bad feeling today, like something would go wrong.  

He shook himself up and down as he stood up, trying to push the feeling away and forget the nightmare.  He put his flint, tinder and other things back in the pouch, tied up his equipment to him and moved back to where they had the fire the night before.  He sat down and ate bits of his dried meat, it was shredded fox meat with salt added to keep it safe to eat over long periods of time.  The taste was only okay in his mouth, as he munched it quietly, ignoring everyone.  

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