Sage was more than content to curl up with Quinn and rest for a while. He stayed in a light sleep, which was fine, but he still felt rested when he woke up a few hours later. He shifted slightly and let out a soft huff of air before closing his eyes again, cozy and quite all right with staying curled up like this.

Quinn woke up a couple hours later. She blinked sleepily, glancing down at Sage who seemed awake. "Good... whatever time of the day it is,.." She yawned, a slightly chuckle escaping.

Sage raised his head when the girl woke up and chuckled lightly at her comment. "It's around three in the afternoon," he informed her, his usual amount of energy back into his voice. "We slept for like two and a half hours." Then he grinned. "And you get to start dinner soon," he chirped. "Because I'm starving and I can't go anywhere to get anything."

Quinn tipped her head and listened to him. She gently whacked him with a snort, standing up. "Okay food monster. I'll make something. Bet you can't guess what it is." She chuckled, glancing around and deciding what to make. Sage may not like it the best... but it tasted amazing.

Sage giggled lightly when she smacked him but moved over so she could get up. "Probably not," he chirped, figuring the more he tried to guess the more he'd make a fool out of himself. The honesty was kind of funny anyway. Plus, when he was hungry, he didn't always have the best brain.

Quinn chuckled slightly and walked out of the cave. She was gone for about ten minutes, then came back. "Have you ever eaten a vine?" Quinn asked with a laugh, holding up about three feet of vine. She sat down on the cave floor and took out a dagger, starting to skin it almost like she would an animal.

Sage chuckled lightly and settled back down, watching the horses graze and play in the field until he heard Quinn come back. He looked appalled when she started to prepare the vine, and stretched his neck out to sniff the plant cautiously, much like an animal would, a light rumble growing in his throat. "Nope," he informed her. "Is it good?"

"Would I make an injured man eat something that didn't taste good? " Quinn asked, putting an inoccent tone in her voice. After she was done stripping the vine, she walked back outside and cooked it over the fire for a couple minutes. When it was nice and warm Quinn walked back in and gave some to Sage. "Try it." She told him, taking a bite out of hers. It was chewy, but in a good way. The vine taste delicious sweet, and had moisture in it. Quinn absolutely loved the way it tasted.

Sage snorted and turned from sniffing the vine to give her a look. "Yes. If it helped, you absolutely would," he snorted in amusement. He waited for her to come back, and took a heasitant bite after sniffing it again. It was really good, though, and he was hungry so he finished it quickly and then sniffed the air, sort of hoping for something more.

Quinn glanced over at Sage. "I take I think you liked it?" She asked, standing and grabbing some more that was still warm. She handed it to him, sitting back down to finish her small piece.