[TheFabledBiscuit]

Anna nodded in agreement for once since they arrived in the cabin. "Sure, I can with a lot of what you said. I'm the one who suggested any of this nonsense, I'm just saying if you don't like the ideas I came up with then place them on me, and not Victor. We don't know what I said was really his intention, and since he's dead, we never will. That's all."
She shrugged not even remotely bothered by Yoruba's comment. She pulled out a drawer next to the parts littered in tools before heading towards the front door. "That's fine, I don't particularly like you either, and I don't expect the feeling to change between us any time soon."
Anna closed the door softly letting it latch before heading into the woods, she sang songs softly to herself while she made her way to another shack a mile further into the forest than the place she called home.
The woman dug through the supplies she held there, medicine of many types, first aid and a new set of clothes.
She heated some water to wash herself in before getting slipping on some shorts, the cold weather never bothered her much and they were easier to maneuver in if she needed to.
"Well.. looks like its going to happen after all." she muttered to herself watching her reflection in the water basin, she stretched her arms out not entirely too excited to return to her new guests taking a longer, more scenic route instead before announcing her return.
"If you're hungry I've got fresh meat in a cooler, already seasoned just cook it up and help yourself, and if you don't mind I prefer not to be bothered anymore until you're feel we're ready to make our move into Denver, I'll be in my own room resting up until then"