Kayla's limbs dragged as she huddled near the fire the now dead Falmer had made. She needed fuel, food, and she had no idea what could be eaten. She had nothing but potions, and she'd left her warming potions in her pack. Were she to venture deeper, she would have to kill the inhabitants, and render their expedition moot. She decided to make her way upwards.
As soon as she was warm. She peeled off her armor and set it near the fire to dry. The top layer of her skin was numb, and her lips were blue. She shivered, her body trying to keep warm. She thought about slipping her undergarments off as well, but they were light and airy, meant to not overheat under armor. The fire had been built inside a tent made of a material that Kayla didn't want to think about, and the area was warm. She would be dry in an hour or so.
Hopefully her friends would find her by then. She lay back, her head against a rock, wishing for a blanket. Instead, she rubbed her chest and arms and stomach with her hands, hoping the friction would warm her skin.
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