Round Primary<br/><br/><br/>Watching the fire take over and slowly creep in orange glow over the brown twigs. Embers starting to ignite the fire all over again before it died. Scarlet sunk deeper into her shoulders, still awkwardly standing unsure of what to do. “I haven't been near a city in weeks.” was all she said before kicking at some dirt. “I'm going to head to the treeline. See if I can chop up some wood. You guys have  an ax? Or something like that?” Walking around the camp still a bounce to her step, she would take two normal steps then hop off the ground no more than an inch. Feet doing this on their own<br/><br/>She knew her clauncher could fell a tree if he tried Scarlet didn't have to have to deal with carrying that much wood back. Though regardless of is she had an ax or not she returned back tot he fire looking at the two girls. “I... Um...” She blushes “I'm going to get some fire wood to get us through the night. I'm heading back to the treeline if anyone wants to join me.” Though she suspected the two girls didn't. One bad girls night out was bad enough.<br/><br/>Finding her way to the path. Sun dipping below the skyline and out of view. The darkness starting to overflow around her. She pulled a lantern from her belt. A metal and glass case with twine and oil inside. Hand digging inside a pouch, fingers touching a match box and pulling a single wooden red match, striking it and letting the golden flames string to her fingers before lighting her lantern.<br/><br/>Holding the metal light source above her head she made her way to the treeline, stepping over rocks and towards the heavily wooded area. Looking around to make sure no one was looking at her, she put the lantern on the ground, the grass making dancing shadows across the field. Rubbing her chest and loosening the wrappings around her bust to give her more breathing room she sighed. “Much better” she muttered allowed and the cluancher on her shoulder stirred and looked around making a cute yawn. Looking to be about a C-cup now Scarlet looked for a dead or nearly dead tree, felled and on the ground. Cluancher got the idea and started to use his claw to break apart the larger looking branches. Piling up a surprising amount of wood in a short time. “Good job buddy. I'm going to look around while you do that.”<br/><br/>Scarlet hopped off around the treeline looking into the woods and around bushes. Trying to find anything that might be useful before taking her woodpile back to camp.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>