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Bucket wasn't gonna lie, living in the woods fucking sucked. Nights were cold and Captain could only provide so much heat. That's not to mention how uncomfortable the ground was; either the grass constantly made his skin itchy or the rocks would dig into his sides. While sleeping in a creek or a pond usually helped with the comfort, he couldn't sleep very well without his boo by his side.

Next problem was his hair, no matter how much he tried to comb it with his paws it was always a tangled mess. While a few tangles doesn't bother him too much he didn't want it to end up matted so he always tried to comb through it as much as he could without an actual comb.

Those two he could live by, while a bit of a hassle they never got too in the way of whatever he was doing. No, his biggest problem was food. Summer wasn't a great season for fruit and as far as forgeables go, well the little finn had little to no knowledge of which plants and fungi were safe to consume. When he did come across something edible, they were usually in small amounts, and he'd often give up whatever he'd gather to his boo; its not like it would be the first time he's gone without food.

Still, with no book or adult guidance on foraging, he was left with simply trying it himself to find out whether it was edible or not. Not the greatest method, but what other option did he have? The finn-ling couldn't tell you how many times he's bit into something, usually a mushroom, only to spit it out the next second because it tasted disgusting.

Occasionally he's bitten into things that have made him extremely ill for the rest of the day. In those cases he always makes a mental note to never eat, or touch those plants ever again. Captain always stuck close to him when he did get sick, and sometimes would even bring herbs to him that would help with his sickness. Why he'd eat whatever his boo brought him is a mystery to be solved on later day, he just figured there's no way they were trying to poison him. He doesn't purely regret getting sick from eating something he doesn't know, how is he suppose to learn otherwise after all.

Aside from that, living in the wild was manageable. Over the following weeks he's grown to know just about everything that grows in the forest and what they do. He's also learned how to use his gills to his advantage to catch fish and will occasionally manage to catch a wild puckoo or two.

What he found surprising was in the woods, the loneliness didn't get to him. He couldn't tell whether it was because he had Captain with him or if it was because the lack of social groups made him less aware to it, or maybe surviving just took the majority of his focus, but he didn't think about it too much. He never had friends and he didn't need them now, he didn't need a name because he had no one to answer to. He didn't need to talk because there was no one to talk to.

All he needed was the woods and his boo, and that was enough. For how long, he doesn't know, but he'll cross that bridge when he gets to it.
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Little boy should've taken a book with him

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Bucket wasn't gonna lie, living in the woods fucking sucked. Nights were cold and Captain could only provide so much heat. That's not to mention how uncomfortable the ground was; either the grass constantly made his skin itchy or the rocks would dig into his sides. While sleeping in a creek or a pond usually helped with the comfort, he couldn't sleep very well without his boo by his side.

Next problem was his hair, no matter how much he tried to comb it with his paws it was always a tangled mess. While a few tangles doesn't bother him too much he didn't want it to end up matted so he always tried to comb through it as much as he could without an actual comb.

Those two he could live by, while a bit of a hassle they never got too in the way of whatever he was doing. No, his biggest problem was food. Summer wasn't a great season for fruit and as far as forgeables go, well the little finn had little to no knowledge of which plants and fungi were safe to consume. When he did come across something edible, they were usually in small amounts, and he'd often give up whatever he'd gather to his boo; its not like it would be the first time he's gone without food.

Still, with no book or adult guidance on foraging, he was left with simply trying it himself to find out whether it was edible or not. Not the greatest method, but what other option did he have? The finn-ling couldn't tell you how many times he's bit into something, usually a mushroom, only to spit it out the next second because it tasted disgusting.

Occasionally he's bitten into things that have made him extremely ill for the rest of the day. In those cases he always makes a mental note to never eat, or touch those plants ever again. Captain always stuck close to him when he did get sick, and sometimes would even bring herbs to him that would help with his sickness. Why he'd eat whatever his boo brought him is a mystery to be solved on later day, he just figured there's no way they were trying to poison him. He doesn't purely regret getting sick from eating something he doesn't know, how is he suppose to learn otherwise after all.

Aside from that, living in the wild was manageable. Over the following weeks he's grown to know just about everything that grows in the forest and what they do. He's also learned how to use his gills to his advantage to catch fish and will occasionally manage to catch a wild puckoo or two.

What he found surprising was in the woods, the loneliness didn't get to him. He couldn't tell whether it was because he had Captain with him or if it was because the lack of social groups made him less aware to it, or maybe surviving just took the majority of his focus, but he didn't think about it too much. He never had friends and he didn't need them now, he didn't need a name because he had no one to answer to. He didn't need to talk because there was no one to talk to.

All he needed was the woods and his boo, and that was enough. For how long, he doesn't know, but he'll cross that bridge when he gets to it.
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Little boy should've taken a book with him