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muffled sounds of chirping are heard by Lumian as he gradually comes to wake from a slightly restless night’s sleep. Stretching from being as curled as he can be by the put-out fire, his stomach lets out a groan in protest to get him to acknowledge that he hasn't eaten anything in a day.
Grooowl
It seems that I must hunt some food in the forest before I'm forced to eat the foods that have a long shelf life, also I will definitely need to find a water source to ensure that I do not dehydrate from thirst either. Silently analysing the situation to himself, Lumian scatters the makeshift campfire to remove traces of him being there.
Ensuring that he has everything ready, he leaves the building and started heading into the South of the forest where the successor trials are said to be. The forest had tall, long oak-like trees that hid the forest floors under their canopy allowing the seepage of little sunlight to burst through whilst moss and unidentifiable plant life emerged every now and again on the forests ground. The vast majority of the forest appeared bleak and lacking vibrancy close to the edge of the ruined town having an eerie, silent atmosphere causing the fine hairs on Lumian to spike up raising his nerves as he entered.
Walking through the forest, the brushing of plants and grass against his sandals were the only sounds that he could make out before reaching further into the forest as the vibrancy and greenery slowly built with a less thrilling air permeating leading Lumian to slowly decrease his cautiousness.
Tinkle...tinkle...Swoosh
The further he walked in, his ears picked up some sounds in the distance where it started as a trickling sound, came as a swooshing and splashing sound in which he realised that this is the sound of perhaps a running stream or even perhaps a river. Picking up a swift pace, Lumian reached what looked to be the edge of a large rushing river where the water was nearly crystal clear where the pebbles and sediment can be seen at its bottom.
Splash
Whilst looking into the river some splashes were being made by what looked to be a native looking series of sparkling silver and orange fish bobbing their heads in and out of the water before streaming speedily down the river. Looks like I found the necessary site for resources. Lumian thought to himself while sighing a breath of relief.
Reaching into the bag he picks up the metal canteen and some rope before turning to a sturdy looking branch, snapping it off the nearby tree after which taking the hunting knife out the sheath and tying it to the branch with rope. Ensuring that it is secure he then heads close to the bank of the river looking at the fish before suddenly thrusting the makeshift spear forwards into water piercing into the flesh of the fish.
Shunk
Repeating the motion several time Lumian makes out with a handful of fish that he can use to defeat his current hunger pangs. Snapping of the heads of the fish before gutting them of unnecessary innards, Lumian then sliced the fish using the small dagger like knife before allowing the fish to be deboned and stuck on several small branches to be hung over the fire.
After creating a makeshift fire and hanging the fish over the searing flames, Lumian went back to the river to place a metal canteen into the water. Taking a refreshing swig that cooled the slight dehydration from exerting himself he filled the canteen to the brim before place the lid onto it, stuffing it back into his bag for when he needed it. Heading back to the fire, he checks the fish ensuring that it was cooked through before picking up the stick and tearing a bite out of it.
The texture of the fish came apart in flakes as the fish melted into his taste buds creating a slightly muffled moan to escape his lips before starting to wolf down his meal to escape the undeniable hunger pangs. After taking a brief rest Lumian sets off by following the river stream as accompaniment background sounds bringing a slight smile to his face. At least I do not have to head into work anymore that's some silver lining for ya. Allowing for an amused giggle to brush his lips, yet the girly sound brought him back to reality as it still sounds slightly discordant to his ears not being used to sounding like a girl. "I still don't know how to feel about this." Lumian furrowed his brows as he said this before sighing softly.
Some time passed before the sun started to set leading Lumian to find a comfortable place to set up for sleeping while having the rest of the fish from earlier in the day. Not finding a good place to rest near the ground, Lumian looked to the trees in order to find a large and strong enough branch to lie on to sleep by dusk. All in all, the spot was uncomfortable but there was nothing that he could do about it other than sucking it up and dealing with it.
given a little time Lumian manages to drift off despite the uncomfortable position, his chest rising and falling softly in a rhythmic breathing in and out in the fresh air. However, at some point during the middle of the night, Lumian was tossing and turning, frowning in discomfort, muttering underneath his breath.
A malicious girly voice was heard in his dreams turning something that was considered sweet into a slight nightmare.
Look at you, why do you try so hard.
Admit it, you were never really comfortable around your work friends, pretending to be someone you’re not.
"No."
Even your family knows nothing about what you really think, bottling up all your desires and thoughts.
"Nonono."
Looking in the mirror disgusts you, looking at yourself caused you to look at faults in yourself. Yet, when looking at your new body you didn't feel all that disgusted despite the initial panic, admit it!
"You’re wrong!"
Startled into a panic, Lumian abruptly jumped out of the dream with the words 'admit it' ringing in his ears. A breeze causes the sensation of sweat to be felt on his face and back whilst he was breathing heavily before calming down. Looking into the sky to see it was still dark out, Lumian decided it was best to try and get more sleep before waking up just in case. Hopefully that won’t happen again.
The next morning brought rays of dawn to reach Lumian before gradually waking up to get ready and move out.