50 Hunting for Freshwater Prawns

After the delightful lunch, the little "happy family" went into the stream for a bath. Hana expertly stripped off her clothes, rinsed the sweat stained inner garments together with her yellow shirt and hanged them over a branch jutting out from a tree nearby. The location was perfect for drying clothes since it received direct afternoon sunlight. Hana wasn't worried since she already has a clean sweater on standby once she was done bathing. She didn't wash her jeans but just placed it nicely on a large rock, also directly being hit by sunlight not far from where she was bathing. Even if she couldn't wash it, she hoped the bacteria would be killed off from direct sunlight. It was just a tiny hope of an aunty who didn't want to be bare down there in the woods.

A few days in the wilderness had taught Hana to use her garments wisely. Now, she would alternately use her yellow shirt and her sweater as clothes so that she could always have clean garments. Her only worry was for her jeans since she didn't have any spare. The jeans was already dark grayish blue in color with some patches of brown stain of dirt after 4 days of no washing, contrasting its original color. Usually Hana didn't wash her pants so frequent even when she was at home. But since she got here, the pants were exposed with dirt, sweat and grime all the time, it changed color so fast.

Hana could only shake her head in despair. There's no way she would go pant-less in this kind of environment. She was too scared of all the creepy crawlies. She'd rather wore dirty pants all the way until she found a good solution.

Hana shrugged off her momentary worry and dipped into the cooling stream beside her fox and her little black snake encircling her neck. She was quite confused why the bird acted so chummy and stayed on the top of her head even until now. She just hoped that it didn't poop on her hair. That was her biggest worry (of all the things in the world lol