Guardian

Man.
Dreams are weird.



Well, it's a new day. It was cold last night, but it didn't rain and wasn't too windy, so the fire kept you warm enough. It looks like it did actually spread beyond your pile of sticks a little to the surrounding grass, but all that's left now is ashes. There should also be some charcoal left in places where the wood didn't get enough oxygen to burn properly, which should be useful next time you start a fire. You'll look through it later.

For now, you'll decide what you're going to be doing today. You slept pretty well all things considered, but you still had to lie down in leaves and twigs, so you aren't as rested as you'd prefer. Despite your tiredness though, you know you need to make plans and do things. You'd rather not think about what will happen otherwise. You had food and water just before the ship got wrecked, so you aren't that bad, but your lips are parched and your throat is rather dry.
What do you do?