“Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal…” Wash |Firefly
It was all going to plan. My basecamp was in good shape to survive the few remaining days of winter. My strategy of eating hand to mouth because I lacked an Ice Box was working. Whenever I was hungry, I collected a fresh rabbit from one of my 10 traps and cooked up some vittles.
DS/DST winter gets a bit routine, especially if you lack special clothing. You can’t wander far from your base. Whenever I must go more than a few yards away I create a campfire nearby. The only goal I had left beyond surviving until spring was making a Heat Stone. This would let me forage a bit further if necessary.
While out gathering more stone because I’d mistakenly thought the Heat Stone needed cut stone and had thereby wasted what I had on hand, I ran into a gaggle of penguins. They were gathered on a small pond of ice making a huge ruckus. I already knew not to attack one. I saw a streamer mauled by the whole pack after attacking just one. As I stood watching, I noticed they had a lot of eggs. Hrm, eggs. Eggs I don’t have because I’ve steered clear of spiders which means I don’t have silk for bird traps. Eggs that can be cooked with morsels to make Eggs and Bacon. Hrm, I want those eggs.