text: [Themes: Slice of life, Travel, female protagonist, sexual content, animals, complex NPC]
  
  > descend
  You can't go that way.
  You can't go that way.
  
  > go to the south-west
  The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast.
  
  > go to the west
  You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and a few white spruce in all directions. The afternoon sun shines bright and cheery, illuminating the gold leaves of the aspen that glow with a false warmth.
  
  A bit nervous of humans, the four-point bull moves west.
  
  > go west
  You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south is your campsite.
  
  A bit nervous of humans, the four-point bull moves northeast.
  
  > go to the northeast
  You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered and gone to seed.
  
  Continuing his bugling, the young elk walks southeast.
  
  > go southeast
  The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast.
  
  A bit nervous of humans, the four-point bull moves west.
  
  > Bugle
  Off in the distance, you hear a wilder bugle in response.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling to the west.
  
  > go west
  You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and a few white spruce in all directions. The afternoon sun shines bright and cheery, illuminating the gold leaves of the aspen that glow with a false warmth.
  
  Continuing his bugling, the young elk walks west.
  
  > go south
  Remote and secluded, this is the perfect spot for a campsite. The ground is flat and slightly higher in the middle of the opening. A small two-person tent rests comfortably on a bed of leaves between a pair of the biggest trees. You can see a meadow to the north and a path leads east.
  
  A large bull elk and his harem sit in the shade in front of the tent.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north.
  
  > Bugle
  The bull elk turns to look directly at you. He's not sure whether to take that as a challenge or as an offer.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north.
  
  > Bugle
  The bull elk turns to look directly at you. He's not sure whether to take that as a challenge or as an offer.
  
  > Neep
  You make a few animal noises, but the hidden creatures ignore you.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north.
  
  > examine the tent
  A two-person tent. This one is well-used, and is white and blue. The top is of a mesh material, allowing movement of air and views of the stars.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north.
  
  > enter the tent
  You start toward the tent, and the bull elk quickly gets to his feet. He emits a deep snort, his breath condensing in the cold air. As you back away, he stops, then slowly settles back onto the leaves.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north.
  
  > tell the elk about the moose
  This provokes no reaction.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north.
  
  > check your inventory
  You are carrying:
  a glass canning jar (which is closed)
  a handful of washers
  a mason's brick
  a spruce walking stick
  eight ripe blackberries
  some picked avens
  a matchbook (which is open)
  a match
  a scrap of paper
  a bucket (which is full of water)
  a note
  a guidebook
  a pair of flipflops
  
  In addition, you are wearing:
  some shorts
  a shirt
  a pair of leather work gloves
  
  Overhead, you can see the bright midday sun, warm and welcome.
  
  > Shake jar
  You give the glass canning jar a good shake, rattling the contents.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north.
  
  > examine the cows
  About a dozen cows lie in the shade, chewing grasses and resting.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north.
  
  > hit the elk with the stick
  You poke at the elk with the stick, a dangerous move.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north.
  
  > Go north
  You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south is your campsite.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling to the northeast.
  
  > Bugle
  Off in the distance, you hear a wilder bugle in response.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling to the southeast.
  
  > Go southeast
  The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast.
  
  The elk, sensing your presence, moves off to the west.
  
  > go west
  You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and a few white spruce in all directions. The afternoon sun shines bright and cheery, illuminating the gold leaves of the aspen that glow with a false warmth.
  
  The young bull moves away to the west, bugling as he goes.
  
  > go west
  You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south is your campsite.
  
  A bit nervous of humans, the four-point bull moves northeast.
  
  > Go southeast
  The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast.
  
  The young bull moves away to the west, bugling as he goes.
  
  > Go west
  You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and a few white spruce in all directions. The afternoon sun shines bright and cheery, illuminating the gold leaves of the aspen that glow with a false warmth.
  
  The elk, sensing your presence, moves off to the west.
  
  > Go west
  You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south is your campsite.
  
  The young bull moves away to the northeast, bugling as he goes.
  
  > show the herbs to the bull
  The big bull elk is unimpressed.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north.
  
  > Go north
  You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south is your campsite.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling to the northeast.
  
  > Bugle
  Off in the distance, you hear a wilder bugle in response.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling to the northeast.
  
  > check what you're carrying
  You are carrying:
  a glass canning jar (which is closed)
  a handful of washers
  a mason's brick
  a spruce walking stick
  eight ripe blackberries
  some picked avens
  a matchbook (which is open)
  a match
  a scrap of paper
  a bucket (which is full of water)
  a note
  a guidebook
  a pair of flipflops
  
  In addition, you are wearing:
  some shorts
  a shirt
  a pair of leather work gloves
  
  > go north
  You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered and gone to seed.
  
  A bit nervous of humans, the four-point bull moves southeast.
  
  > go east
  The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast.
  
  The elk, sensing your presence, moves off to the west.
  
  > go to the north
  You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and a few white spruce in all directions. The afternoon sun shines bright and cheery, illuminating the gold leaves of the aspen that glow with a false warmth.
  
  Continuing his bugling, the young elk walks north.
  
  > go south
  You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and a few white spruce in all directions. The afternoon sun shines bright and cheery, illuminating the gold leaves of the aspen that glow with a false warmth.
  
  You can hear an elk bugling to the east.
  
  > go east
  The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast.
  
  The elk, sensing your presence, moves off to the northwest.
  
  > go northwest
  You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered and gone to seed.
  
  The elk, sensing your presence, moves off to the southwest.
  
  > go southwest
  You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south is your campsite.
  
  The elk, in a continued effort to avoid you, moves into the trees to the south.
  
  > go south
  Remote and secluded, this is the perfect spot for a campsite. The ground is flat and slightly higher in the middle of the opening. A small two-person tent rests comfortably on a bed of leaves between a pair of the biggest trees. You can see a meadow to the north and a path leads east.
  
  As you enter the campsite, you watch in surprise at the scene unfolding before you. The young bull elk approaches the older, larger male. With head lowered, he goads the other to his feet. They meet, antlers locking in a duel of strength. The rattling, clashing sound mixes with guttural grunts and snorts, each twisting the other. Somehow, the younger of the two persists, the older pushing him backward a short distance away from the tent, but unable to rid himself of the challenger. They seem oblivious to your presence.
  
  > enter the tent
  As you crawl inside, your mind drifts back to a camping trip the two of you took together a few years ago. It was in the woods above a beach, with the Pacific thundering at the base of the cliff just below you. The wind was cool, not unlike today, and swept in from the water with the smell of salt. This same tent was new then, and you laughed together as you tried to remember how the poles were supposed to fit.
  
  The tent is only slightly roomier inside than it would appear. Two can sleep comfortably here, side-by-side or like spoons, with only enough space at the foot for essential camping gear. It has a somewhat musty, much-loved scent, a smell it has earned with its years of frequent use.
  
  A blue rubber bag sits at the foot of the tent.
  
  > get the bag
  (the rubber bag)
  You grab the blue bag by the buckle.
  
  > Smell
  The musty smell of the tent tells of much love and use, and reminds you of so many of the places you have been.
  
  > look in the bag
  (the rubber bag)
  
  The rubber bag is empty.
  
  > Wear the bag
  (the rubber bag)
  You can't wear that!
  
  > look at the bag
  (the rubber bag)
  It's a blue rubber bag, stiff at the mouth, the kind kayakers and water enthusiasts use to keep meals and small equipment dry. At the open end is a plastic buckle.
  
  > examine the buckle
  This buckle is at the open end of the rubber bag, and is made of black plastic.
  
  > look at what you're carrying with you
  You are carrying:
  a rubber bag (which is open but empty)
  a glass canning jar (which is closed)
  a handful of washers
  a mason's brick
  a spruce walking stick
  eight ripe blackberries
  some picked avens
  a matchbook (which is open)
  a match
  a scrap of paper
  a bucket (which is full of water)
  a note
  a guidebook
  a pair of flipflops
  
  In addition, you are wearing:
  some shorts
  a shirt
  a pair of leather work gloves