The Heartwood short sleeves

@Bartholomew spree request?!

After that incident, Diantha needed something to clear her head. And get that awful taste out of her mouth. She headed toward the nearest source of water, which happened to be a river that flowed on the eastern edge of the forest. Here, she dipped her head and drank deeply, filling her belly with as much water as she could stand. The taste and smell wasn't quite gone, but it was certainly an improvement.

It didn't exactly fix the fact that her stomach was empty again, though. She was hungry and she was still a shitty hunter. Groaning, she figured she had better seek out somebody else to do the hunting for her. Lord knows she wasn't going to catch anything on her own.

Maybe it was pathetic, or maybe it was smart. She liked to think it was the latter when she lifted her head and called out to anybody who might be near. Then, she waited.