After a short trek along the curving banks, listening to the sounds of the water flowing past and the scurrying of unseen creatures fleeing from her, she came across something of interest. It was an offshoot of the river, the water branching off into a large eddy. Grabbing some nearby leaves she tossed them into the river and saw them enter into the eddy at a steady speed where they circled lazily around the eddy before rejoining the river. The eddy itself was tucked into an alcove, the treeline of the forest at some point having gone up and around this clearing, meaning the eddy was met with the river that fed it on one side and a natural wall of dirt on the other three sides packed with trees, and a large clearing in between the two. This was perfect. 

They were going to need water to survive and someplace with better cover than just a random clearing in the forest, and this place had both. The three dirt walls would serve as a backdrop and there was only a narrow entrance to the alcove alongside the river which could be easily defended. Now she just had to figure out how to get her new-friend? Companion? She honestly was not sure what to regard the otherworldly man as, but for now, “Not a threat,” would have to work. Either way, she needed to get him to this safer spot and get a proper camp set up. Looking around she gathered some decent sized branches and a couple handfuls of twigs and set them in the center of the clearing and out into the sun light so they could dry out a bit. She remembered that dried wood burned better, but for some reason she couldn’t remember why she knew that, or who had taught her that. 

Now was not the time to figure this out however, so she shook her head and after checking the position of the suns decided if she was going to get him moved she’d better head back now. With his injuries they were going to have to move slowly and she really wanted to get them into cover now, before darkness fell and they were left to the mercy of the unprotected clearing. With that thought in mind, she began working her way back to her partner in survival, following the scratched arrows to him and quickly making her way over to him.

Thinking back to her earlier attempts to contact him verbally, she figured it might be time for a different approach. Waving her hand in front of his face to get his attention, she did her best not to flinch when his piercing eyes wandered over to meet her gaze. With one eyebrow raised he waited for her to continue with whatever she was attempting to do. Seeing he was focused on her now, she brought one hand up and laid it flat palm up, the other she brought above it, and using her index and middle fingers, mimicked walking on her flat palm. She then pointed with the hand she had been using to “walk” between the two of them, did the walking motion again, and pointed to the direction she had found their soon to be shelter.