I tie my horse against a tree and let her eat the grass in the pasture. "I guess i'll be getting the food then," I say. I then go into the forest and begin scavenging for berries. I pluck about twenty, putting them in a makeshift basket made of twigs and leaves. Then, I go for the main course. I lean straight against the back of a tree as I wait patiently for a deer to come near me. I crouch in the bushes and slowly make my way toward it.<br/><br/>Slowly I unsheath my dagger from my tool belt. I lick my lips as it gets closer, then throw it aiming straight for its head. The deer drops down and I drag it back to the campfire, "Go ahead Craig, start cooking."