Bella returned to the camp and began to put her meagre belongings away. The cook pot was a shared responsibility; it would be Melline's turn to clean it, together with her things.
Bella sat back down on the log and began idly carving a stick with her dagger. The dagger was sharpened almost daily, and she took great pride in seeing such a fine shave produced by her handiwork. If the dagger could cut and shave wood, she reasoned, it could also cut and shave finer things.