[Deep in the Woods]

The smile that Atreyu flashed towards her didn't do much to put Kestrel at ease. The flame he soon summoned didn't help much either- the flickering light illuminating his toothy grin in a manner that looked rather menacingly. In all honesty, it creeped her out a little, so she almost sighed in relief once he tossed the fire down to ignite the campfire. He sure had a lot of useful tricks up his sleeve, didn't he? She kinda wished she could summon fire like that. Lighting one with just a tinderbox at hand could be a real pain.

"Yeah, why not." The archer wanted to prove she was at least somewhat capable of surviving in the wilds, and showing she could butcher and cook her kills seemed like a good way to do that. "But don't think you can just change the subject like that!" Though, upon getting up out of the fur pile to join Atreyu as he beckoned, Kestrel found herself realising (not for the first time) that he might just have a point. She could feel the chill in the air already, and she could tell the temperature was only going to drop further as the night grew darker.

As it turns out though, Atreyu did intend on addressing her accusation, though while his initial response was reasonable it seemed he couldn't help but throw in another tease. Not knowing how to respond, Kestrel just blushed and mumbled, "W-well, maybe, we'll just have to see..." Not quite ready to admit she was wrong about the cold. It took her a moment to realise she hadn't exactly specified which part of the conversation she was responding to. "... about the sharing, I mean! N-not the biting! I meant we'll see how cold it gets! she hastily blurted out, her face growing even redder.