Blackfox had picked up her duffle bag on the way out of the slums, A.K. on her shoulder she decided to try their luck in Craiss caverns. She hoped A.K. wasn't just bagging about his sting, she had heard Akails were fearsome fighters. Blackfox contemplated on what Akails would have to eat in their dark caves, they followed a stream up to the caves. The stream flowed out of the cave mouth, maybe they ate fish? Well she liked fish at any rate and she was getting hungry, she stopped and opened her duffel. Rummageing around she found her folding fishing rod. She started kicking over rocks looking for bait, gathering sticks for a small fire as she went. W had seen blackfox make fires before so he gathered some sticks as well he made sure they were good dry ones. Finding a good worm, blackfox hooked it and cast, she soon landed a good sized fish. She came over to the stack of wood W had made, surpised she looked at w "good work". She stacked the wood and lit it with a lighter from her duffel, while the fire got going she moved over to the stream to gut the dead fish. Taking her dagger she deftly gutted and scaled it, not taking anymore time than she needed to with the unpleasent task. Sitting near the fire, blackfox cooked the fish on a stick.
