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he turns his head towards the direction of the orange hue coming from the steadily growing fire in the distance, rubbing his bare stomach with his free hand. Following Ash’s stare, I can just about make out a chatting Rose while she sits beyond the crackling flames, perching herself on one of the fallen trees and using it as a seat. Poking a long branch into the stone fire-pit built in the centre of what was only our campfire just last night, the aged elder slowly turns the skinned-hares roasting on the newly placed stone slate—using the thin rock as a hot-plate as it sits above the raging flames. Focussing on the roasting hares slowly cooking, I pick up their faint scent, allowing the aroma

Of course it loved eating, and only eating could make its heart truly happy, especially when it was Xiao Chen’s food, which always made it long for him. A few hours passed, and after Xiao Chen finished cooking the bear meat stew and grilled meat, he immediately began to roast the fish brought by the black fire tiger. The black fire tiger watched the cooked meat, drooling even from a distance, still able to smell the fragrant aroma of Xiao Chen’s cooking. It quickly approached Xiao Chen, who had just finished lifting the bear meat soup, sitting like a cat waiting for its food, making Xiao Chen smile because the black fire tiger’s behavior resembled that of a cat wanting food. Xiao Chen took t

Slowly he released himself from Anindira's embrace gently. Because now there was a fireplace in the house, even though there was a flood outside, they could still cook food in the house. Halvir made soup from dried meat because he couldn't hunt today. She made quite a lot of soup, there was still a pot left even though he also ate it. ''Kak Halvir... You can't cook!'' Anindira exclaimed while sipping the soup. ''Ha?!'' Halvir exclaimed with a stunned face after hearing Anindira's words.

My true mate and I enjoyed a simple dinner on a cliff under a starry sky, which will be forever etched in my memory. When Gabriel returned with his hands full of dried grass. I had already prepared the ingredients for dinner. We sat on soft mats, close together, in front of a mini campfire that radiated warmth. I prepared two packets of instant food and carefully unwrapped them. Then I used a spoon to peer through the layers of instant food packaging. The aroma of spices wafted into the air, making me eager to taste the flavor. The instant packets contained brown rice, pieces of meat, and vegetables that were ready to cook. My hands moved smoothly as I placed the ingredients in the small pot

He had expected to have to explain himself more. “I do,” Damen nodded. “Before I continue on my way, I must make one request.” “Of course,” Rex said. “May I share whatever your companions are creating inside of that cooking pot? The smell is incredible,” Damen said, lifting his head to try and peek past the lip of the silver pot sitting on the edge of the campfire’s flames, “I have only been consuming dried rations with the occasional tavern meal during my travels.” Rex looked up to Kiri, who shrugged and turned back to check on the meal cooking. Kealy and Venya joined her next to the pot and they were leaning into a tight group, whispering to each other.

Beretta POV It happened as we were resting by the campfire, enjoying the start of our dinner of jerked beef and dried fish with crackers. One of the men had picked wild herbs while collecting firewood, and one of the towns we had passed through had offered the Beta jared vegetable stew for our dinner. We were waiting for that to heat up over the fire, and the kettle of wild chamomile and mint tea to brew. The day had been interesting. I would even go so far as to describe it as fun, though riding all day was hard on the body.

Hearing that, Eileen’s curiosity piqued, “Wait… but don’t you need to know how to cook for yourself surviving in the wild?” “We don’t have cooking utensils. So, we only plucked fruits to fill our stomachs. Of course, we’ve learned to tell which ones are not poisonous.” Sophia was glad to share her experience living in the camp. “But you could roast wild animals for meals, am I right? You could catch, like, a rabbit and roast it.” “If we were sent out for a trip, we are allowed to catch wild animals and roast them for provisions. Still, during our training in the camp, we weren’t allowed to start fires. So, no roasted animals for meals for us in the camp.”

I watched the flames dance against the coming darkness, the smell of dinner filled the air. "I don’t know what the cooks are making, but it smells delicious." Sunama stated, and I nodded in agreement. The green sprite showed up to announce dinner and Ari jumped up, stating, “Don’t you dare you little devil, every time you say a rhyme it gets stuck in my head and jumped for him to cover his mouth.” He dodged and said, “Dinner is complete, it was no minor feat, we are having stew, but only have enough for a few.”

Riven POV I sat by the fire with my arms crossed, the taste of copper still thick in my mouth. The fox meat bubbled in the pot Vayrek had set over the flames. He stirred it with slow, patient circles, humming under his breath like we were in some tavern kitchen instead of deep in a forest filled with things that wanted us dead. The smell made my stomach growl, but I bit down on it. I hated how weak I felt. “Don’t tell me you can cook too,” I muttered, my voice flat.

Hayley lifted a hand, and Griffin immediately pulled out their supplies like he meant to show them off. If they wouldn't leave, fine. She would make them jealous instead. They set up a burner, and before long, a pot of camp stew was bubbling away. It was thick, rich, and heavy with meat and fat, with chunks of vegetables softening in the broth. The moment a few more fresh ingredients hit the pot, the aroma deepened, instantly drawing a crowd. "Whoa, that smells amazing." "What is that?" "That's camp stew!" People turned all at once.