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Kayla didn't respond, her thoughts flickering to her brothers. She honestly didn't care about Caleb, but the other two had actually cared when she was upset and were good allies when she snuck out. Along with that, she'd helped them and tended to them enough that they began feeling almost like younger brothers rather than older. She grabbed the buck and dragged it behind Gale, following |
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Damn this thing is heavy. Why did I tag it again?
Eh,no clue. Hm,nice. |
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Kayla kept thinking about her brothers as they eventually reached camp |
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Gale set the elk down with a grunt,wiping his hands and grabbing his bow out of the elk,cutting off its ear with his knife and tossing it aside. |
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Kayla watched him with a curious expression |
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He took out a long,curved knife,using it to cut off the antlers of the elk.Gale started walking,into the weaponry and depositing them,after a fight he eventually got it in,three knives made from the antlers,. |
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Kayla sighed and began parting out the buck |
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gn) Gale went about,taking a longer knife and using it to gut the deer,tossing it by the kitchens before moving onto the elk,finishing aswell.He stood,chunking the knife forward and almost hitting somebody in the head as it whizzed by them,him just laughing and walking to the tent. |
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Nighttime Thunderstorms with Hail
