[Seasonal Event] not where we belong

Phoebe had bern struggling to make ense meet lately. So many new outlanders had appeared, and she had focused mostly on helping them get on their feet rather than caring for herself. Now Long Night was close at hand and her food supply was very sorry looking. If course, one could only survive so long on root vegetables. She needed protein...and she could only get that by hunting. Fortunately her father had once shown her how to set some basic snares and find signs of bunnies. She didn't like the idea of killing bunnies but...bunnies did taste delicious. So a few days prior she had gone out in search of bunny signs and found some around the ruins. Not the safest place but...hunger made people a bit more desperate. Phoebe was not immune to that. So she had set a few rudimentary snares, and had let them 'soak' as her pa had called it. Now she was back, out looking to see if she had caught anything. The ruins were so creepy! But in her searching she saw a light ahead. A lantern carried by... a man? "Hello?" she called out. Rory Phoebe Be gentle to all and stern with yourself