A half sack of provisions lay at her feet, filled with berries and dried fish and some small animals that Nek had ensared with her whip. Plenty of food to last her a week, if a week was what it took to find some expansive caves that she could call home; there had to be at least one interesting cave somewhere in this land. Nek gave her sack one last look through before she shouldered it and glanced around. Nodding to herself that no one was in sight, she begin her ascent to the mountain.