S H A D O W
Spencer climbed out of the small survival tent and started a small fire. She looked around and noticed the luscious landscape. It was funny how easily plant life was able to change the scenery. The restoration that had taken place had taken shape and turned the dead planet into something beautiful. Spencer sat in front of the small fire she had created and started to feel the heat, reaching into a pack she pulled out some of her rations and put them in a small pot over the heat. Looking down at her wrist, she figured Sirella should be showing up any time soon. Spencer prepared knowing that the woman had her ways of creeping up on the girl.
She grabbed the rations and took a bite out of it. Frowning, she put it down and spit out the food. There was nothing as disgusting as this ration she shoved into her mouth. Kicking the ration about 30 feet from her she sat back down and crossed her arms. She was starving and now she had nothing to eat. Kicking dirt onto the fire she rather would use her Tapas to keep warm. She started to clean up after a moment and began to meditate next to her equipment waiting for Sirella.
The woman needed to hurry up before she grew tired of waiting for her.
She grabbed the rations and took a bite out of it. Frowning, she put it down and spit out the food. There was nothing as disgusting as this ration she shoved into her mouth. Kicking the ration about 30 feet from her she sat back down and crossed her arms. She was starving and now she had nothing to eat. Kicking dirt onto the fire she rather would use her Tapas to keep warm. She started to clean up after a moment and began to meditate next to her equipment waiting for Sirella.
The woman needed to hurry up before she grew tired of waiting for her.