Asmalp Forest~An elf RP~•There's a storm coming, best ye be prepared.

Jess lowered her head and mumbled, "I have no brother." She placed her rabbit on the ground and took off her knapsack, removing two squirrels, a hare, a quail, and a chunk of bloody venison.
 
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Jess looked up. Her face was clear. "Don't worry about it. Anybody could have made that mistake."
 
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Jess smiled. "I read, mostly. I hunt for food and I document nature." Jess held up a small, buckskin notebook. "This is my nature journal."
 

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