Wander
On the move.
Wander was almost always on the move, the action of habitual nature driven by the instinct to survive. Cloak was pulled up onto her crown, left hand tapped about with a cane as to avoid tripping on obstacles, and the Dampwoods were a labyrinth. Jade sights attempted their best to look about, only catching blurred outlines and faint smudges of fading light. Carefully, she tapped around for a clear area, pushing objects aside to make room for herself, and the doe set down her belongings. Her fire-and-charcoal feathered companion fluttered back from his hunt for insects, as if on cue, to watch her set up a little camp for herself. A soft sigh hissed from between her teeth.
Looks like we won't be going any further today, Gamble. She spoke with a quiet calculation to her hooded pitohui, hark falling back as she attempted to start herself a fire, without much success for several minutes. Once her goal was achieved, she dusted her hands off on her cloak, feeling discomforted by the layer of filmy dirt on her fingers. Meticulously, she smoothed out her blanket a small ways from the fire before sitting back, basking in the slight warmth it offered.
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