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Vrede wakes up from being a loving fat ass and swanks off out to collect some large branches and sizable stones, while also keeping an eye out for any fruits he can collect for fingerin' lickin' eatin'.
Blatsa is alarmed by the loud pop produced by his arm being relocated, but he is relieved nonetheless.
Blatsa, despite his pain, begins to process the beast. He stores the skin and tusks with the other skins and tusks, and cooks the good cuts of meat, eating one and distributing the rest. Afterwards, he would go to sleep by the fire.
Veshikk wakes up from a nap and heads down to the water to take a drink, and then walks back to the cave.
Blatsa wakes up, taking a look outside the cave and into the morning sky. He leaves the cave with only his knife, keeping his right arm as still as possible, as it is in pain. He follows the trail he had created the night before dragging the thousand pound bolgil home, to see if anything had come for the bolgil left behind.