Rain stood and grabbed the largest bowl she had.  A large cast iron pot hung from a hook above the fire.  She clutched the fabric of her skirt and used the material to lift the lid of the pot.  The smell of stew wafted from the pot and filled the room.  She ladled the food into the large bowl filling it.<br/><br/>She placed the steaming bowl on the table and ripped off a hunk of bread and placed it next to the bowl.  "I hope you like it.  I hunted the meat myself."  She grinned proudly.