After a long time out on a scouting mission, you return back to camp, the moon shining down upon the empty plain.

Well, mostly empty. Save for the solitary trail of smoke, flying high into the sky. Then there was the smell.

Meat.

You dismount your horse and walk over, to see Chloe in front of the fire, cooking. She turns and sees you, her brown eyes lighting up.

"Oh, hey! Food is almost done."

She then whispers at you, a slight smile on her face.

"I saved you the biggest cut."