Lazy bones

She had seen a few additions since she had been here but she didn't know the frequency. She was about to say as much when he went on anyway about the details of their food system.
Smokehouse, got it. She made a note.

He got up as she was scribbling her note about the big hunt once a week and froze as he mentioned this wasn't her bedroom. She bit her lip to keep herself from snapping back at him about how he hadn't given her anything else, instead, she pinned her ears as she gathered her leather and charcoal to follow him.

Crawling sand fleas! What did he expect of her? Where else was she supposed to keep her things? She stuck her tongue out at him when his back was turned.

"Ignita"