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OOC: Ugh its no where near as long as ya'lls.
Silyva could hear her Martens tummy grumble for food. The tiny creature was curled around her neck, snuggling close to her shagged hair to keep warm. It was quite cold outside, wind blew a small breeze that seemed to make it even more chilly.. She could feel it grab at her coat, threating to rip it way from her. To freeze her along with everything else. Everything seemed to be covered in ice.. Trees, the ground, shurbs, and even all the water was froven over. And with everything being so cold ment she would find no small meal to snatch, and she could smell no larger prey nearby. This worried her. She knew she could last a bit longer without food but not her Rina. Her Marten needed to eat, and soom. She hated when her animal was hungry. Even though Rina didn't try to tell Silyva that she was hungry, she could hear it. The slight grumbles and grones coming from her tummy. Putting her hood over her head, she shook of the clod and truged on. She had to find something for her little one.
Silyva had been walking for a while now. Still there was nothing in sight. Nada. She kept lifting her head to the sky then bending to the Earth and sniffing the snow. Trying to find even the slightest hint of a source of food close by.. After another few more minutes is repaeting this over and over she finally caught a hint of something. But this was not a smell, but a sound. She could hear the slightest rummble of moving water. And with moving water came with fish. Fish were food. She would have to make a fire and try to cook them for Rina but that would be fine. She was cold any way. "Well little Rina, looks like we found ourselves dinner.. Hopefully." She wasn't skilled at hunting fish in the least bit at all. Nor did she have any gear to get it out of the water. She would have to come up with some way though. She turned her direction towards the sound and headed off. Deturmined to catch her self some fish.
As she was on her way there, she reached but into her backpack and pulled out her dagger. She would just have to make her some way to get one.
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