Kat was a bit relieved to see that the tent was still at camp. At least they had a place to sleep. She wasn't keen on eating fish, but at this point, she couldn't be picky. She get out to dry the sleeping bag and found an pair of Rick's shorts and a camisole that she was wearing earlier. She slipped on the cami and handed Rick his shorts. There were no other clothes to be found, but at least they had something. With the sleeping bag all but dry, she placed it back in the tent and set up the bed. There were a few things that the tent kept from blowing away, not nothing of necessity. She came back out and huddled around the fire, poking it periodically to keep it going.
"How's the fish coming?" She just hoped that her stomach would handle it. Kat liked fish well enough, but at the moment, she just couldn't really stomach it. "I miss the rattlesnake," she mutter to herself.