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She narrowed her eyes and gave a cheeky grin. "We could always cuddle for warmth." Shrugging off laughter, she bent out into the the bushes that lined the trail and parted the branches. "Blegh. It's pretty bleak, but - y'know, I do this all the time. We always find wood!*" She lowered her voice to a condescending coo. "Since the olden days, before you were born."

[ITS ONLY BEEN LIKE 2 YEARS HASNT IT?]

*except after that one time in the future that is now retconned that the entire forest burnt down

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Misha raised the axe with one hand and flexed with the other arm, though her motion was fairly imperceptible under her thick jacket. "No problem! We'll just chop something down if we can't find anything." She smirked, though she felt the same dread at the thought of finding no wood. Realistically, it would soon grow too dark to gather anything, and she wasn't fond of the idea of chopping at the physical manifestation of an impossible task that would be hefty and likely too fresh to burn.

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Misha nodded slowly and then laughed. "Right. I've definitely heard of them... that. Those leaves." Most of the forest's foliage looked the same to her. She had learned to discern what was poisonous and what she could safe trample through, but beyond that she left it to "the experts." She kept her eyes halfway between the safety of the path in front of her to bar her from tripping over a stray root and the edges of the path in case she came across a plant that resembles Destin's catch.

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Misha snorted, running a hand idly through her hair. "What are you, 12? 13? I could practically be your mom." She gave a bit of a distant glance as he began pawing at the tree. The leaves he collected certainly looked like something, but she was a stranger to the myriad of stalks and fronds and roots that constituted the boy's practice. Her days in a bustling city, popping ibuprofen and hoping for the best, had lent more to her knowledge than her experience in holistic matters. She narrowed her eyes at the small collection he pocketed, hoping to absorb some secret knowledge.

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"Noo," she cooed mockingly. "You're just a baby!" She lightened up her step as she continued on, occasionally taking a moment to bend down and inspect odd clumps of decaying leaves to judge their viability as healing items. Most of the clumps, she found, didn't look anything like the arrays of dried.. things she had seen Destin tossing around on the numerous occasions she had dragged her sorry ass into his tent for help.

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Misha looked from side to side, taking in what she could of the differences of landscape from east to west. There wasn't much she could tell from their position. The trees were fairly uniform, creating a thick barrier on each side - thin enough to push through in the winding trails they had created, but not so to actually see. "I'll take you for your word, kid. East it is."

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Destin nods seriously. "It's a very nice fire." He agrees, then chuckles at her comment. "Yeah. But I can come with. I need a few herbs and some oak leaves for...medicine stuff." He says vaguely. "Let me go grab my bag and then we can go." He turns and hurries into his tent without waiting for a reply from her. He knew if he gave her time to reply, she might not go. He returns a few moments later wearing a thick jacket and carrying his pouch and knife. "Ready?"

@Fionraella

[i'm going with the name misha okkkkkk]

Misha sighed and mentally braced herself for the trek through the woods. "Sure." She peered into the still shadows of the woods, cold but quivering in the slow and steady descent into winter. It was a push to get herself moving. With a stilted motion of her hand, she dragged the zipper on her jacket up to her neck. ""Alrighty, then. Let's get this done," she mumbled as she headed out of camp, grabbing the handle of a stray axe as she crossed the clearing. That's super unsafe, she thought. What if an axe murderer came in here? What if someone tripped and accidentally got eaten by a bear? She contented herself with these thoughts as she headed into the woods.

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Amethyst glanced over at Destin as he approached. She raised her brows. "Nope. It's going fine." She gestured to the dark pit of weak embers. "Look at that beautiful fire!" She scanned the camp critically, then sharply drew in her breath as a harsh and disappointing realization dawned on her. "I'm gonna have to get more wood, aren't I?"

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Her padded coat pulled tightly over her chest, Amethyst hunched over the crackling remains of a fire. The flames had receded to coals, leaving her with dwindling warmth, growing greyness, and a persistent sniffle as her nose fell to the chill of a brisk wind. She grumbled as she was forced to stand and survey the camp. There was wood - sure - but not kindling and not any dry enough to immediately stoke the fire back into flames. She would be forced to move to get warm - or force someone else to revive the fire. Or find another fire. None of these options sounded remotely palatable, so she decided on the most practical choice of action in shoving her hands firmly into her threadbare pockets and pouting.

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@Hawksnest565 @carlsberg are you guys free any time this week? bold and demi and i were talking about trying to get everyone together to rp some time but i know you two have way different timezones than us