I sighed in something like annoyance as my meal ran off. A small, white rabbit with a dangerous looking horn smacked right in the middle of its forehead. Honestly speaking, how does it not hurt itself with that thing?

I grumbled as my stomach rumbled. Double rumble. 

I slowly made my way back to my little shelter made of sticks and leaves at the furthest edge of the beach. There, I sat down to take a breather after a long and unsuccessful chase.

I was pitifully weak. I learned from the System that, as you go further inland, monsters become higher and higher level, and those where I am right now are all level 1, with only a couple level 2 or 3. Of course, 'level' is only a way to estimate their combat potential, so explained the System.

It had been a week since my awakening, and I had accomplished very little. This left me with a very unsavory feeling, one that I had to put down soon, or I might honestly risk doing something stupid.

I checked my status as I thought up some plans to get food and Anima.

            Welcome to your Status Card Name - N/A Age - 9 1/2 days Strength - 2 Constitution - 1 Vitality - 1 Intelligence - 2 Dexterity - 4 Wisdom - 1

I was still undecided what exactly I wanted to be. Thanks to the System, it went over a whole bunch of standard builds that I could draw inspiration from.

            Builds List Assassin High damage and high stealth. Focuses Strenght + dexterity Warrior Most roundabout build. No focus in particular Tank Heavily armored, lots of defense. Focuses constitution + vitality Tamer Forces critters to do it's bidding. Focuses charisma + intelligence Warlock Magician that focuses on pure destructive power, int + wis Mage Magician that focuses single targets, int + wis Monk High regeneration warrior with good damage, focuses vit + str

It was all very basic stuff, but I had never heard of these things. Well, everything I knew came directly from the system and some remnants of memories that I had forgotten, or more likely, made to forget.

I wasn't happy about it, but what could I do. I'm nothing more than a little girl with pitiful stats and a hungry stomach. Thinking about the higher meanings and the past is pointless.

I hid into the small bed of leaves and covered myself with more leaves. After that, it was only a matter of time before I fell asleep.

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"DIE!" I screamed as I fell down from the tree, head first, into an unsuspecting weasel. 

The critter turned up to me and tried to flee, but it was too late. I fell on top of it and grabbed it with my claws, and quickly got to work tearing into it with a rage I didn't know I have.

The pitifully weak weasel, sadly more pitiful than even me, quickly died under the barrage of claws, teeth, and punches. Unfortunately, it didn't just die easily, but it struggled quite hard and it scratched me pretty badly on my chest, leaving a small red line running from my left breast down to my belly button.

It wasn't anything deadly, but it still hurt. I winced as I poked the wound, getting my hands bloody in the process.

This was my sixth attempt at killing something. I had to struggle a lot to find a prey, position myself, catch it, and kill it.

Saying it with only words makes it sound easy, but actually doing it was extremely hard. 

"Bloody weasel..." I murmured as I tore off its fur and ate its flesh. Unfortunately, while I somehow knew that raw meat is bad and you should cook it, I had no real way of starting a fire, and even then, I'm pretty sure I can handle it. I'm a catkin, after all. Our bodies are tougher and more resilient than most.

I sighed as I finally felt somewhat full. I threw the remaining scraps of the weasel away and walked back to my little hideaway. 

I had learned a lot from all the failed attempts at getting myself sustenance. Firstly, despite me being much more agile than most, I was still slow compared to those creatures. Furthermore, despite my last successful hunt, I found that one single strike, one that was sure to kill, was way better than a lot of small hits. 

All of these lessons came together when the System informed me of my newly gathered Anima.

            Welcome to your Status Card Congratulation! You have earned 66 Anima! Translating... Congratulations! You have earned 6 Status Points! Work hard, kiddo!

A smile bloomed on my face when I read this. 6 points were basically half of my current stats, and it would help me immensely.

I knew what I wanted to do, and how I wanted to do it. Hence, 6 clicks later, I looked at my status once more.

            Welcome to your Status Card Name - N/A Age - 9 1/2 days Strength - 4 Constitution - 1 Vitality - 3 Intelligence - 2 Dexterity - 6 Wisdom - 1

Originally, I wanted to dump everything into dexterity. However, after giving it some thought, I decided to add 2 to strength, 2 to dexterity and 2 to vitality. This was mainly because I needed the vitality for the better survivability, as well as the extra stamina. For me, the whole right side of the status might as well not exist, as it was completely pointless for someone like me.

How was I supposed to learn magic when nobody could teach me? And what did making my body tougher do when I could dodge everything? The system had been kind enough to provide me with some images and videos of battles after I begged it enough. 

I wanted to be just like those fighters. I would to be here for a moment, then whoosh, I was there. Super fast, hehe. 

But that was still far from the future. I tested out my new power, pleased at the overall increase in speed, maneuverability and strength. 

Excited about the future, I fell asleep after carefully hiding within foliage. Wouldn't want to die in my sleep, after all.