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Cadet Lotta let out a heavy sigh as she made her way over to the fresh kill pile. Today had been yet another boring day in the garden where she was forced to learn boring herbs and how to use them. Honestly, learning herbs was easy for her. It didn't take that much effort and many said that if her bedside manner wasn't so poor, she would be a very promising young cadet. But the problem was her attitude. She didn't want to be a guider and so far she had made no secret of that fact. Even so that had led to several punishments already. This was honestly why she was eating late today. She had been forced to clean out Post Delta after starting a fight with another cadet earlier in the day. And now there really wasn't much left to pick from. She was still grumbling as she picked up a squirrel. It wasn't much but she supposed it would be better than nothing.
Cadet Bumble wasn't feeling very hungry. She'd had a bit of a bellyache from running around, she'd managed to chase down a rabbit on the surface earlier. Her fellow cadets had urged her to take it as by the time they got back everyone had had their share, but Bumble wasn't sure she could eat all of it.
Fortunately she spotted Lotta searching through the fresh kill pile, which wasn't much left. If Lotta was hungry maybe between the two of them they could eat the rabbit.
Cadet Bumble trotted over to Lotta and set down the rabbit reaching out a paw to gently tap Lotta on the shoulder.
Lotta turned her head with the squirrel still clamped firmly in her jaws. Upon spotting Cadet Bumble she dropped it. "What is it?" Her tone was sour, but that wasn't uncommon. Up to this point she really hadn't made any efforts to make any friends.
