Shelter

A little elf sat under the mushrooms and waited for rain to stop. She still was far from home but the rain was too heavy for her to continue. She looked in her back pack for some snacks. If she had to stop, she could make a small easure out of it as well. She fug out one dried moskito and a bottle with fresh morning dew. She started to eat and only them realised how hungry she actually was. Those long trips were tirening and she needed twice the energy she normally use. The rain continued and soon a puddle appeared not far from her feet. She anxiously looked at it and moved a bit closer to the mushroom. The puddle continued its expansion but luckily it made the biggest efforts in the opposite direction.