Arin and Kai fell into a grim routine in the following days. Each morning, their bodies weak but driven by the need to find food, they would set out into the forest. The other orphans took turns joining them, but it was clear that Kai preferred having someone a little older, someone who could better understand the gravity of their situation.
While they ventured out, Arin noticed that some of the children were no longer present. When she questioned Kai about their absence, he shook his head.
"They didn't come back. Probably got attacked by an aura beast."
Their foraging expeditions were fraught with danger and limitations. The ever-present threat of aura beasts loomed over them, forcing them to stay within a relatively small radius around the village.
Arin quickly learned to recognize the signs of nearby aura beasts - a sudden stillness in the forest, an unnatural shimmer in the air, or a faint, otherworldly glow emanating from the undergrowth.
The dangers of the beasts were not the only challenge they faced. The areas closest to the village had already been picked clean by generations of desperate orphans, leaving little for Arin and Kai to find. Each day, they were forced to venture a little further out, balancing their need for food against the increasing risk of encountering deadly aura beasts.
Arin couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched.
"Do you ever feel like the forest is alive?" Arin asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Kai nodded, his expression thoughtful. "In a way, it is. The aura that flows through everything here, it's like the forest's lifeblood. The beasts, the plants, even the rocks and soil - they're all connected by it."
Hours passed, and they searched fruitlessly for anything edible. Desperation clawed at Arin's insides, rivaling the hunger pangs that twisted her gut. She could see the same desperation mirrored in Kai's eyes, though he tried to hide it behind a mask of determination.
"Kai," Arin whispered, her voice barely audible. "I don't think I can go on much longer without food."
Suddenly, Kai's eyes lit up with an idea. "Wait here," he said, moving towards a nearby tree.
Arin watched, curious, as Kai began to climb the trunk, his movements quick and agile. He disappeared into the foliage above, leaving Arin to wait anxiously below.
Just as she was about to call out to him, Kai dropped down from the branches above, a triumphant grin on his face. In his hand, he held a small, speckled egg.
"Gemshard Porcupine," he explained, holding up the egg for Arin to see. "They lay their eggs in the treetops to protect them from predators. I spotted the nest from the ground."
Arin's eyes widened, her mouth watering at the sight of the egg. She knew that it wouldn't be much, split between the two of them, but it was more than they had found all day.
Kai carefully cracked the egg against the trunk of the tree, dividing the contents between two large leaves. They ate in silence, savoring every precious morsel.
The egg was raw and slightly bitter, but to Arin, it tasted like the most delicious thing she had ever eaten. She could feel the protein and nutrients spreading through her body, providing a much-needed boost of energy.
They continued their search but as the day wore on, their luck once again ran dry.
He knelt down and brushed aside some leaves, revealing a small cluster of insects crawling beneath. Arin's stomach turned at the sight, but the hunger was stronger than her revulsion. She watched as Kai expertly sorted through the insects, discarding some and collecting others.
"You mean...?"
"It's not ideal, but bugs are protein. They can keep you going when there's nothing else."
Arin swallowed hard, steeling herself. She reached out with trembling fingers and grabbed one of the insects, squeezing her eyes shut as she quickly popped it into her mouth. The taste was bitter, and the texture made her gag, but she forced herself to chew and swallow.
Almost immediately, she felt a churning sensation in her stomach. The bitter taste lingered on her tongue, and she could feel a slight burning sensation in her throat.
"It gets easier," Kai said, pausing as he noticed Arin's discomfort. "Some of these can make your stomach hurt at first. The red-striped ones are especially nasty - they've got some kind of defense mechanism. Stick to the plain brown ones if you can, they're easier to digest."
Arin nodded weakly, feeling a wave of nausea wash over her. She took deep breaths, trying to calm her stomach.
"Don't worry. Your body will adjust eventually. Just... maybe don't eat too many at once until you build up a tolerance."
Kai handed her a few more of the brown insects, and Arin forced herself to eat them, focusing on the nutrients they provided rather than the taste or texture.
"Why can't we go further into the forest?" Arin asked. "Surely there must be more food out there."
Kai's expression darkened. "Aura beasts. The further we go from the village, the stronger and more numerous they become. It's not worth the risk."
"But why? What makes the village safer?"
"It's complicated. It has to do with the Moonfire Crystal and the barrier around the village. I don't fully understand it myself, but I know it keeps us safer closer to home."
Arin nodded, processing this information.
The sun was beginning to set when Arin noticed something unusual on a nearby tree trunk. A large, pale slug was slowly making its way up the bark, leaving behind a trail of softly glowing moisture.
"What's that?"
He hurried over, his eyes widening at the sight. "That's a Dewdrop Slug."
"Is it... edible?"
"Not exactly. But that trail it leaves behind... it has healing properties. It can help with hunger pains and give you a bit of energy."
Carefully, Kai reached out and collected some of the glowing moisture on his fingertips. He offered it to Arin. "Here, try a little. It won't fill you up, but it might make you feel better."
Arin tentatively licked the moisture from Kai's fingers. A cool, refreshing sensation spread through her body, momentarily dulling the ache in her stomach and clearing the fog from her mind.
"That's... amazing," Arin breathed, feeling more alert than she had in days.
"It's not a permanent solution, but finding one of these can be a lifesaver on days like this."
They collected what they could of the slug's trail, careful not to harm the creature itself. The small amount of healing moisture, combined with their unappetizing insect meal, gave them enough strength to make it back to the shelter.
When they arrived back at the shelter, they found the other orphans huddled together, their faces etched with worry. One of the younger children, a boy named Taru, was lying on a makeshift bed of leaves, his skin pale and clammy.
"What happened?" Kai asked, kneeling down beside the boy.
"He ate something he shouldn't have," one of the older orphans replied, her voice tight with concern. "Some kind of mushroom. We think it might be poisonous."
Kai turned to Arin, a determined look in his eyes. "The Dewdrop Slug's trail," he said urgently. "It might help."
Arin nodded, quickly retrieving the small amount of glowing liquid they had collected. She handed it to Kai, who gently lifted Taru's head and trickled the substance into his mouth.
For a moment, nothing happened. Then, slowly, the color began to return to Taru's face. His breathing became more regular, and his eyes fluttered open.
A collective sigh of relief passed through the group.
"We need to be more careful," Kai said, addressing the other orphans. "I know we're all hungry, but we can't afford to take unnecessary risks. Stick to what we know is safe."
The others nodded solemnly, the gravity of the situation sinking in.
The next day brought a new challenge. A heavy rain had started in the night and showed no signs of letting up. The shelter's thatched roof leaked in several places, forcing the children to huddle together for warmth and to avoid the worst of the drips. The sound of rain pounding on the roof was almost deafening, drowning out the usual chatter and movement of the orphans.
"We still need to go out," Kai said, his voice barely audible over the pounding rain. "Rain means more bugs will be out."
Arin nodded, pulling her tattered clothes tighter around her body. They set out into the downpour, the cold water quickly soaking them to the bone. The forest floor had turned to mud, making each step a struggle.
The rain had brought out a variety of insects, and they managed to gather more than they had in previous days. Arin even spotted a few Dewdrop Slugs, their glowing trails mixing with the raindrops in an ethereal display.
They collected what they could of the healing moisture, sharing it among the group when they returned to the shelter. The brief respite it provided from their hunger and fatigue was a moment of pure relief. Arin watched as the younger children's eyes lit up at the taste of the Dewdrop Slug's trail.
"You two are heroes," one of the older orphans said, patting Kai on the back. "Without you, we'd all be starving."
Kai shrugged off the praise, but Arin could see a glimmer of pride in his eyes. She knew that he took his role as a provider seriously, that he saw it as his duty to look after the younger children.
That night, huddled together for warmth, Arin found herself thinking about her life before coming to the village. Try as she might, she couldn't remember anything specific. It was all a hazy blur, like trying to recall a dream upon waking. The only clear memories she had were of the past week, filled with hunger, fear, and surprisingly, a growing sense of belonging among these other orphans.
The rain continued for two more days, making their foraging even more challenging. The constant wet and cold began to take its toll, with several of the younger children developing coughs and fevers. Arin and Kai took on the bulk of the foraging duties, allowing the others to rest and conserve their strength.
On one of these rainy expeditions, they ventured further into the forest than they had before. The familiar landmarks were obscured by the heavy rainfall, and Arin soon found herself completely disoriented. The trees all looked the same, their bark darkened by the rain, and the usual paths were hidden beneath a layer of mud and fallen leaves.
"Kai, I think we're lost."
He turned to her, water streaming down his face. "We're not lost. We're just... exploring new territory."
They pushed on, the rain eventually easing to a light drizzle. Suddenly, Kai held up a hand, signaling Arin to stop. She froze, her eyes scanning the area for any sign of danger.
"Look," Kai whispered, pointing to a small clearing ahead.
Arin's eyes widened in disbelief. There, nestled among the wet leaves and fallen branches, was a cluster of mushrooms.
They approached cautiously, hardly daring to believe their luck. Kai knelt down, examining the mushrooms closely before breaking into a wide grin – the first genuine smile Arin had seen on his face.
"These are good. We can eat these. And look, there are more over there!"
They spent the next hour gathering every mushroom they could find, their spirits lifting with each addition to their baskets. It wasn't a feast by any means, but it was more real food than they had seen in days.
While they worked, Arin noticed something strange. She blinked, wondering if her eyes were playing tricks on her. The shimmering seemed to intensify the longer she looked, creating an almost hypnotic effect.
"Wait, do you see that? The air looks... different."
Kai straightened up, his expression suddenly serious. He scanned the area, his body tensing.
A low, menacing growl echoed through the trees. Arin froze as she saw a pair of glowing eyes emerge from the shadows.