Lost Creek Hollow And the roof is caving

"I think I'll live." 
She gave the woman a half-hearted grin. She could do with rest and a quick meal. Soon. Soon she'd be able to function again.
She could sniff out a cache easily enough.

"Thank you." 
She would repay her immediately if she were able. But in the moment, all Flicker could think of was food and nap. The foul-tasting root had left her wide awake and desperate to remove the flavour, so she drank water to try and rid herself of it.
She supposed Arbiter may have moved off by now to tend to her duties, so Flicker took it upon herself to find a rabbit in a cache and eat it under a tree before sleeping.