It wasn't as if I knew what else to do. After taking some internal issue with how I had, once again, been so easily picked up, I stood there for a few moments. While I had a distinct impression I could get kidnapped at any moment around Ashewell, at the same time I didn't exactly know what else I could do. I had the body of an eight-year-old girl(at least, I thought so judging by my stature. Did it really make a difference if I was off by a year or two?), which wasn't exactly suited to any sort of labor. Let alone hunting. My tail swished back and forth behind me as I frowned to myself, shifting my feet slightly where I stood.

"... I guess I'll just... go and gather firewood or something..." I half-mumbled. We needed firewood, didn't we? I remembered how to identify it from when I was a... well, when I was a [i]human[/i] child in my original world. I'd gone camping before, after all, with my parents. So I remembered the qualities of good firewood. I couldn't really cut anything down myself, but I could at least collect dry sticks to use as kindling.

Or something.

With my mind set on a particular task, I set out to accomplish it. In no way was I going to stray far.

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