Campfire

Nataya smiled at the small campfire she had made before returning back to Yuki and Stella. She sat between the two, cross legged, and popped a berry into her mouth. "That's a good size racoon." She said, tilting her chin upward in the direction of the skinned animal. "Clean kill too." It was a small compliment, but a clear attempt at friendliness. The fire burned slowly, the wood crackling beneath the heat.