Florica went to sleep. She awoke the next day to birds again 'Why must birds be so cheerful sounding so early' she thought as she repeated the process from the day before. 'Since there is no fish in the lake I guess I have to go hunting again' she thought as she retrieved her makeshift spear and put her bag back on and magically altered the fire like she done the day before. She then went into the woods and waited for prey to come so she could hunt.