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Blood stained fingers spun a stick over a piece of dry wood, trying to produce a sparkle or something. A skinned and dismembered rabbit laid beside her, the skin nowhere to be seen. Xochime had neglected her cooking abilities for quite a long time, and it was almost due for her to start thinking about something to bring to the fest that would take place in a few days. She was by no means skilled in crafting, so the only option that she had was cooking. She had cooked for her previous masters several times, and she had to admit that she was not bad at doing so.
Finally some smoke came from the spot where the stick made friction, and within seconds, the family member managed to light a small pile of dried sticks and wood. Then, she placed the pieces of meat over a piece of crust and beside the fire to cook them slowly. Her job done, she sighed and stood up grabbing her rudimentary stone knife from beside her feet and walking a few paces away from the burning bonfire. Choosing a spot under the shadows of a tree she laid over the soft vegetation, making herself a cozy bed. Her lively looks were the same as always. Her normal self, except for her nose ring, which was carefully attached to the collar that she always wore on her. Closing her eyes, took a deep breath. The air of the forest mixed with the smell of cooking meat in a strange mix, but she found herself liking it. And another fact that made her feel a bit more relaxed was that she was alone. Not that she didn't like the company of others, but she liked it anyways.
However, the sound of steps warned her of another canine passing by. Her eyes shot open as she straightened her torso. Looking around her, she made sure that the stranger wasn't anywhere beside her. Perhaps the smell of food had attracted somebody. Grasping the knife tightly on her right hand, she moved towards the source of the steps, getting each time farther from the fire. Her posture was cautious. Who knew who could it be? The image of a greyish pelt and dark green eyes came to her mind. Yes, it could be Bastion attracted by the food. Nearing the source of the sound, a foreign smell entered her nostrils. It wasn't Bastion, but somebody else. Noticeably relaxing, the fiery hued female decided to make herself present. "Who's there?" Lowering her right arm, she straightened and came out of her hideout to face the stranger.
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