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Öln awakens, greets those around him, and leaves the cave to head out northwest in order to find a rockier plain, for the sake of acquiring better amounts of flint. However, he also moves carefully through the forest, ever-eager to score another animal.
Veshikk looks at the dripping handful of clay and mud in Blatsa's hand. He nods. It is, indeed, clay and mud.
Öln carefully walks towards the dagu, focusing on the ground in front of him - to avoid branches and other crunchies, and attempts to maximize the amount of foliage between him and the group so that they don't see him in a glance.
Öln freezes up.Instead of immediately throwing his axe per routine, he looks around - only swivelling his eyes at first, as he checks to see if there's something else that spooked the small herd.He slowly readies his axe, though.