Night time. It was peaceful, to say the least. The fire softly crackled, a hooded shadow sitting close by the glow of said campfire, holding a stick above it with several strips of meat tied to it. A cleaver stuck in a small, bloodstained log. Rabbit's hide hanging to dry on a branch overlooking the fire. The skin would be smoked and usable to create a new waterskin, his old one was getting worse for wear.
Azul sat there, hunched over, just blankly staring into the fire. Lost in thought. His legs crossed, his fingers laced together. Though both his ears were raised, trying to catch any noise of a predator closing in. Twitching back and forth ever so slightly. At least it was a dry night, an open fire was in order. And he could properly prepare hsi meal without having his shelter smell of charred wood, ashes and smoke. He pulled up the stick slightly and grabbed a small pouch of rice, opening it and throwing it in a small pot of boiling water. Rice and charred rabbit meat. For the umpteenth day already.
He snorted softly and sat back, slowly stretching his arms and cracking a yawn. Twisting his neck slightly for it to let out the audible pops of his spine. Rolling his shoulders before looking back at the fire. He brought up both his hands and softly slapped both his cheeks, before shaking his head.
Azul sat there, hunched over, just blankly staring into the fire. Lost in thought. His legs crossed, his fingers laced together. Though both his ears were raised, trying to catch any noise of a predator closing in. Twitching back and forth ever so slightly. At least it was a dry night, an open fire was in order. And he could properly prepare hsi meal without having his shelter smell of charred wood, ashes and smoke. He pulled up the stick slightly and grabbed a small pouch of rice, opening it and throwing it in a small pot of boiling water. Rice and charred rabbit meat. For the umpteenth day already.
He snorted softly and sat back, slowly stretching his arms and cracking a yawn. Twisting his neck slightly for it to let out the audible pops of his spine. Rolling his shoulders before looking back at the fire. He brought up both his hands and softly slapped both his cheeks, before shaking his head.