Kira decided to do some work while the others went exploring. 'Okay so what needs to be done?' she thought, trying to think of something that wouldn't require both her legs. 'I don't know how much luck I'd have finding food, but I can at least collect some firewood,' she told herself as she limped to the edge of the jungle to look for dry wood. Once she reached it, she proceeded to look through the undergrowth for sticks. "Let's see... Oh, here's some," she mumbled to herself as she slowly began to built up a pile of wood. It was difficult for her to reach down to grab them so she used her crutches to her advantage, pushing the sticks from the jungle out onto the sand. It was slow work, but at least she was doing something. She found a rather big branch a little further in the trees. Going deeper into the jungle, she maneuvered around roots and plants until she could reach it. She tried to move it with her crutch, but it wouldn't budge. "Come on," she said as she reached down and started to pull. As soon as she pulled the branch, the bush that it was in started to move violently and a bird came flying out. Startled, she screamed, letting go of the stick and falling backwards. After a few seconds of silent, she started to laugh. "I'm glad no one saw that," she said to herself, still laughing. She began to wiped some of the dirt from her jeans, but stopped once he realized they where covered in dried blood anyway. "I really need to change clothes," she realized, "Maybe I can find my suitcase or at least some clothes my size." Giving up on the stick she got to her feet and limped back to the beach.