fandomhigh | Wilderness Survival - Week 4 | Thursday Morning, A Clearing in the Woods

Callisto had two lock boxes today, rather than just one. She pointed at the first box. "Shoes."

Then she pointed at the second box. "Now your clothes. Everything except your underwear."

After everyone had removed their clothing and placed it in the box, Callisto continued "If you spend a prolonged period of time in the wilderness, then it is more than likely whatever clothing you were wearing at the time will come under a considerable amount of wear and tear, especially if it wasn't designed for the environment you're in. The results can be… unpleasant to say the least.

"Luckily, it is possible to repair, and even make clothing from items found in the wilderness. Animal skins, some kinds of tree barks, vines, sinew. The possibilities, if not endless, are at least more varied than you'd think. Even luckier for you, I'm not making you hunt and forage for the raw materials.

"I think you can guess the rest of today's lesson. Use the materials I've provided to make garments to replace the ones you were wearing before. I know the equipment might be a primitive compared to what some of you may be used to, all bone needles and stone knives, but well, you'll just have to deal.

"Get to it," Callisto said. "And as an extra incentive, you're not getting your clothes back until next week, so make sure that you put a decent effort into the clothes."

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"Joxer, I could kill you without even blinking, so put down those fists before I do something you'll regret."

Joxer stood his ground... for a moment. When he realized no one was paying much attention, he put down his arms.

"What's it going to take?"

Callisto considered making up some wildly complicated request, but really there was a point where it became overkill. "You could try asking instead of demanding."

The thing is, when your pride is just a projection of your own insecurity? It's actually really easy to swallow it.

Which is exactly what Joxer did.

"Callisto, could you please give me back my armor? It means a lot to me."

"Go ahead," Callisto nodded to the box with the clothes in it. "Take it."

"Thanks," Joxer said, going to pick up his armor. "You're actually nicer than I gave you credit for," he said. "I might have to come up with a song for you."

"Oh, I appreciate the thought, but that's really not necessary."

Joxer wandered off, singing quietly.

"Callisto the hero... Older than zero... Everyone is scared of her... Just don't you go call her sir..."

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