Sammi was off to the side of the cave, down on her knees digging through the dirt. Normal people would have looked at her and thought she was crazy, but in fact there was a rather good reasoning behind it. She laughed inwardly as she thought of how ridiculous she looked. But out of no where it seemed she produced at least six eggs. Standing she picked up the frying pan that was leaning against the wall and made her way to the now blazing fire pit. As usual they had to eat quickly, so that any passers to the trail didn't catch wind of where they were, but the wood wasn't hot enough yet. She turned and looked at Cairo.<br/><br/>"Sam is sick. We will need a hare, or something bigger to drain for her. We can cook whatever meat is left over with the eggs for breakfast. Please go quickly, we don't have much time." With that she turned back to Keyan's drawing in the dirt and tilted her head down to look a little closer. It looked a little familiar, but at the moment Sammi couldn't place it. She shook her head gently.<br/><br/>"No, I'm sorry Keyan, at this moment the object, while looks familiar, is foreign." She sat the eggs down gently on one of the stumps and waited patiently, glancing every now and again at Ali, wondering if she planned on joining them or not.