Sighing a little, Finn slowly released the arrow from the bow, placing it back into her own quiver. "Well, I'll be setting up camp over at the moose." Bending down, she picked up the bow and quiver that laid at the base of the pine. "If you want your gear back, then come down and say hello." Walking away, Finn easily took the gear as ransom.

Arriving back at the clearing, Finn started gathering the nearby pieces of twigs and branches. Pulling out a tinderbox, the brunette girl started a tiny blaze. Feeding it, she let it grow into a roaring fire. Then, pulling out a hunting knife, Finn began to butcher the moose. The girl made sure to keep an eye on the bow and quiver, in case the stranger came to retrieve them.