Sam sighed silently as she walked along. She finds a hill, and digs a small tunnel that eventually leads to a large bulb, which kept in the heat, and kept out the weather. Several "dips" were made, so they could keep their meat in a cache. One had a deep pit in the center, filled with dry materials, such as dead twigs and grass. She was able to see visions in fires. She had gotten the idea to use discarded human items to create a den and things like that. She had dragged some discarded couch cusisiuns and pillows and placed them around the den to sleep on. A hole had been dug above the fire pit to let the smoke escape. She had dragged a discarded fireplace guard infront of the pit for safety.
She stood back and looked at everything proudly. Light was shining in the den from some mirrors she had placed, and the smoke from the fire was being filtered outside. She ran out and hunted lots of small prey before storing it in a ice chest she had found. She lay down slept.