She finished cooking the fish's and went over to unearth a little herb storage and sprinkled some herbs on them before taking one.

Caiwyn bit into his mushroom salad, his eyes tearing up at how good it was. He shoveled more into his mouth before it occurred to him that the others might want some. "Want some?" He asked, indicating the mushroom salad. "It's really good. Trust me."

Omid looked at the salad. "I don't eat veggies sorry."

"Oh well. More for me!" He dug back into the mushrooms. He didn't even like mushrooms, but these were delicious. He was an amazing cook.

She offered Omid a fish,"Here," he said.

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Emily sniffed. Something smelled delicious. Someone must be cooking...but why so deep in the forest? The only people who'd live here were... No... I thought I was the last one left... She rushed over to the source of the scent, wanting to see for herself. Peering into the cave, she saw a few shifters there. Her eyes watered and her hands flew to her mouth. "I'm not the last!" She cried happily. Too late, she realized that she had said that out loud and that the shifters would see her. She didn't care, even though she knew they'd think she was either a pint-sized hunter or a little child.

She turned to the shifter and stalked quietly approaching her,"You are a shifter? What are you doing here?"

"I hope you're not planning on attacking her like how you attacked me when we first met!" Caiwyn said, glaring at Sierra. He then turned to face the girl, and after coughing a few times said "Hello! I'm Caiwyn. I like your hair! Do you want some mushroom salad? It's really good and I don't even like mushrooms!"

With mixed feelings, Emily uncovered her mouth and looked at the female shifter."Yes, I'm a shifter. I smelled your cooking," She nodded politely to Caiwyn then turned back the shifted girl, "And realized that only shifters would be cooking this deep in the bush. I seriously thought I was the last one alive..." She blinked, tears springing back to her eyes. "I don't mean you any harm, I promise." Then turning to Caiwyn, she said "Thank you. I would love some mushrooms, if you have any to spare."

"Of course I have some to spare! Mushrooms are a renewable resource and I can always go out and pick more." Caiwyn piled some mushrooms onto a piece of bark for her and handed it to the girl. "Sorry that we don't have any utensils. Eating this is pretty messy without them, but hey, food is food no matter how messy! So, what's your name anyway?"