After another long day of the gang picking on and pushing around Kieran, he was exhausted to no end. It was nightfall and he took a seat on one of the crates a little ways away from camp. Kieran wasn't going to dare to go get dinner with the hostility of the gang around. His stomach growled and he rubbed his gut in pain. He grimaced and looked down to his boots.

"...Maybe I could find some berries or somethin'...doubt they want me over there for dinner."

He said to himself, all somber