Taking a moment to rest up, Shiro tried her best to patch up her wounds but it was rather difficult considering her lack of tools and fabrics. The only outfit that she had right now was a potato sack that barely extended past her waist. Leaving her completely exposed should she jump.
In the end, Shiro decided to just give them a quick wash to make sure they're clean before searching for a few dry branches to make a fire to cook her dinner.
Spending the next hour or so to set everything up, Shiro sat down on a tree root and held the badly cut piece of meat over the fire with another branch.
While she was waiting for it to cook, she was thinking about her next steps.
'If my memory is correct, once I make my way through this forest, I should find myself in front of a small town. It's a gamble but I should be able to make my way through as long as I'm careful.' Shiro thought to herself.
