[ bowgirlxbowden ] ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ
The little brook could be heard faintly - the water swiftly moving over the smoothed stones and fallen debris of the lands. Bentley wasn't entirely sure if the water was contaminated or not - the dead couldn't swim, but their bodies could still be claimed or slain near the source, and tainted it. Whatever they found there, would have to be purified one way or another. Rocks and soil could do it, but it would take a long time, and they were running low. Boiling it would require a fire -- so Bentley turned to the next idea that came to mind. Giving Callie a small glance, he knew that it could be a strange, and perhaps sensitive question to ask her, but he knew that they could use it as a filter. Quick. Easy.... Maybe.
"Do you have a spare tampon?"
