Her mind raced with calculations. How to ration water, how to avoid creatures attracted to the stream, and how to establish a temporary camp that balances safety, accessibility, and concealment. Every decision had consequences, and on Rhino, mistakes were costly.
She picked a flat rock slightly above the stream's bank, examining it for signs of scuttling creatures or burrows. Finding none, she marked it as her first tentative base, a staging area for the next day's exploration. She could sleep here if needed, though she still preferred the elevated security of a tree for overnight rest.
I thought this forest would be barren, knowing it's closest to the frontier. But interestingly, I must have been sent to an area with rich resources.
