"What now?" Addison asked.
Th pair had gone through the process of restraining the man. His hands were tied behind his back, legs bound together at his knees and heels. Addison had taken his shield and mace, for fear of him finding a way out of their binds.
Now, the pair was exhausted, and the night had ended, the sun now peaking in over the tips of the trees. They had brought meager supplies with them, much of which was lost during the chase.
"I'm not sure." Maria responded, truthfully. "I'm hungry, though. Do we have any food?"
Addison shook her head. "I dropped it during the chas e." Addison crossed her arms across her chest, rubbing her shoulders for warmth. "I wish we could get a fire going. It's freezing out here."
"I can start one. I'll just need some firewood."
Addison wordlessly set about gathering firewood, stacking it in a small pile on the center of the clearing.
In a few minutes, they had started a small fire, and Maria had set out to find some wildlife for them to eat. Addison sat back at camp, watching the man's belongings. Her eyes were weary, and her stomach empty, and soon she found herself struggling to stay awake.
Maria returned a half hour later, a small bird in tow. She set about cooking it. She turned to say something to Addison, but stopped once she noticed her head dropping and snapping back up.
"You can go to sleep, if you need to. I'll keep watch."
Addison nodded silently, and curled up next to the fire under the small blankets they had brought with them, and fell to sleep. Maria turned back to the fire, idly poking it with a stick, making sure to food didn't burn, and casting an occasional glance over to the hunk of metal they had restrained.