[Mjrn is quiet as she sits by the fire, first tending to her spear and then checking her supplies. She wants to be sure that everything is as it ought to be, and that she won't be lacking anything at a critical moment. The journey so far as made her a bit sore, but she does not give voice to such complaints, certain that the others are feeling similarly.
Stretching, Mjrn stares into the fire, leaving much of her food untouched. She knows she ought to take care of herself, to prepare for the trials ahead, but it's difficult to force an appetite. Instead, she stares pensively at the flames, becoming lost in thought.]
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Date: 2010-08-05 02:45 pm (UTC)Stretching, Mjrn stares into the fire, leaving much of her food untouched. She knows she ought to take care of herself, to prepare for the trials ahead, but it's difficult to force an appetite. Instead, she stares pensively at the flames, becoming lost in thought.]