Grumpy and tired Hurruh followed his sister with a sullen look on his face, dragging his feet every step of the way. It wasn’t far, why did they even need supplies... 
He would have to find his bug-fairy friend another day. He just hoped he was ok. As Jones entered the weapons shop, Hurruhs tummy let out a distracting grumble. He let go of her hand and instead of following her into the shop he began looking around, following his nose. 
He wasn’t sure what he was looking for, he wasn’t even carrying his gold, but nonetheless he stumbled on.