"Having traveled cross country, into a land where magic is illegal, I'm sure you're lacking in the proper skill of battle friend," Said Zod quite sarcastically, but in a friendly tone. Nasrin had a sense of humor, unlike the muppets who contained Zod for such a long time.
"As you wish," said Zod simply to their requests "Let know if you find anything of interest, or need help fending off some unseen danger," he added. He felt notably better upon resting for some odd moments As Nasrin descend into the cave, Zod turned his attention out towards the the opening. He couldn't help but echo Nasrin's words of wild animals. His stomach growled, and he desperately needed food. Taking his knife, he reached into his pack, and a small vine trap appeared. He placed it near a tree, and walked out of eyesight to the trap, but not the cave. He went to a large branch, and swung it over himself as he returned to the cave. Beginning to cut with his knife, he eventually made a neat pile of firewood, and turned the rest of the branch into more for later, and two skewers they would be able to use if luck would have it.
Getting up, he strode out the cave entrance, returning to his now old trap, he was delighted to see that a rabbit had gotten tangled in it. He hadn't dressed a kill in over a year, but he had relied on it for half a decade previous to that. He saved the hide, and separated the meat from fat. He returned to the pile of wood. Placing some of the fat down, he got a piece of flint from a utility pouch at the guards stolen armor. Quickly looking, he noted two other pouches, one containing thin rope, and one containing a small amount of gold.
He lit the fat, crackling as smoke began to rise. The flames delicacy touched the wood, and he knew fire was to be had. Taking the knife and some wood thread, he began to work at creating a small bag from the rabbit skin and rope.