(OOC: Okay I have an idea
Bear with me)
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14-year-old
Sukki sighed to herself as she made her way across the desert, dragging her feet slovenly. She had a hand placed on her stomach, as if trying to supress the growling noise that emanated from within. "I'm...hungry...meow..." she moaned to no one in particular, a miserable look on her face.
Looking up ahead of her, she fixed her gaze on the tall rocky mountain that she was approaching. She had caught a wiff of the delightful scent of cooked food, carried delicately across the desert breeze. She was sure it came from that mountain; or rather, from the giant open cavemouth on its side. She didn't think she could last much longer...it had been a whole 5 hours since she last ate!
Apparently according to Sukki, 5 hours was a long time. And whatever this mysterious foodsource was, she just had to get there. Maybe there would be fish...well, not much longer now. She'd arrive at the mountain soon...and then it was only a matter of finding something to eat!
Or so she thought.