He splashed in the river for two hours before finally coming back with two small trout. "This is all I could get...." He looked disappointingly at the two. He had nearly frozen in the river and he had little to show for it. He had already disemboweled them and were already spitted to roast over the fire. He knew these arrows would become useless, unfortunately for him he had no other use for them since his bowstring had broken. "This should last us at least until tomorrow morning..."