/Starter for @SoldierOfDelta.\
Bree wakes up to the birds singing and other critters chirping along. The light that faintly shined through her tent, shined into her eyes.
She stepped out of the tent, stretching her arms and yawning. She approached Wes' tent. He was still •••
••• asleep and snoring away. She smiled and chuckled to herself. Wes hasn't had a good sleep like that in what he said 'ages' ago. Bree then turns and sits on a green and yellow lawn chair. She stared at the extinguished campfire, quietly. Somewhere in between that •••
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•••silence was her stomach growling. A sigh came from the young girl. She didn't want to wake Wes. So. Matters must be handled by herself. She grabbed her father's bow (and switchblade) and her sturdy wooden arrows then went off into the woods. Bree was enjoying the •••
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•••refreshing morning air and sounds. A /snap/ came from behind her which triggered a surprised gasp from her. She quickly took out and arrow and readied her bow. She carefully peeked around some of the trees. A rabbit was just sitting there. Bree smiled, aiming an arrow••
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•••at the woodland creature. She released the arrow. That which went into the rabbit's back. She jogged over to see the rabbit was still alive, twitching, and kicking slightly. "Sorry, buddy." She spoke as she pulled out her switchblade then stabbing the suffering animal••
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••in the skull. After that, she picked the rabbit up by the ears and attaching it to her belt. "I guess one will do. . ."
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