Tasty Meal

"Wild bronze rank 2 rabbits? Okay, I'll c-cook it. I'll serve it with the broth I made," Marilyn agrees, though her bashful demeanor remains evident.

Taking the Rabbits from my hand, she sets to work, carefully arranging twigs and branches to build a fire. Her fingers work with finesse, and soon, the fire begins to crackle and dance.

With the fire ablaze, Marilyn handles the wild Rabbits with great care. She deftly prepares them for cooking, seasoning them with a selection of herbs and spices we found during our journey. Watching her focused movements, I am captivated by her culinary prowess.

As she places the Rabbits on a makeshift grill over the fire, the tantalizing aroma of seasoned meat fills the air. It's a delightful blend of herbs and smoky goodness.

As the Rabbits cook, Marilyn occasionally glances my way, her cheeks flushed from the heat of the fire and perhaps from something more than just the flames. I find myself unable to meet her gaze, my own face reddening with embarr