The Sunspire Manifest that shit

Amalia slid through the mountain. Hunting. Two rabbits later, she lay them at her feet. She buried one nearby and ate the other. Slowly stripping the skin from the meat. Something to occupy her mind and body.

Once that was done, and set out to dry. She drift off, listening with light ears for Atreus. But not holding onto hope that he would return that night.