Heron Lake Plateau Hindenburg

Forward dated to the very end of March

Camilla had stopped putting on weight but that didn't mean her appetite had withered; she struggled to sleep on most nights, spent early morning hours pacing, and lately had become a demanding tyrant of a woman - she wanted affection from Phox to make up for how awful she felt, and when she couldn't get that Camilla would demand food to compensate. Time had slowed down for her. She was a blimp of frustration and worry; her only consistent comfort was in food, and that's only if she could keep it all down. Having tediously wobbled her way to the nearest cache (and then coerced some poor S.O.B  to unearth it for her) she had just started to chow down -- but within moments the cache was empty, and she was alone with a pile of bones and her insatiable appetites.