Chapter 277 Food hunting
Lucas carefully rolled back toward Kyra, ensuring that he didn’t disturb her as he settled in on her other side. Her warmth was comforting, and for a brief moment, he allowed himself to relax, knowing that soon enough, he’d have to wake up for his guard shift.
Time slipped by quickly, and before Lucas knew it, 3 a.m. had arrived. The faint sounds of the night were still there—the rustling leaves, the soft patter of raindrops that had started earlier, and the crackling fire. Lucas stirred, blinking his eyes open. He yawned, stretching out his stiff limbs, and glanced over to see Damon already awake, watching him with a knowing look.
"Ready?" Damon asked quietly, his voice low cold enough not to disturb the others.
"Yeah, let’s get this over with," Lucas mumbled sleepily, rising to his feet. He stretched out his muscles, feeling the stiffness in his back from lying on the mat for so long. With a final yawn, and kissing his ky ky forehead he stepped over the other sleeping figures and made his way to the entrance of the cave.
Damon sat quietly as he watched Kyra in the dim light, the soft glow of dawn casting a gentle radiance over her features. Her long eyelashes and delicate brows stood out, and for a moment, he found himself lost in her peaceful face. But despite the peaceful scene, a nagging feeling tugged at the back of his mind—something was coming. He didn’t know what, but he felt it. Leaning closer, he pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, silently vowing to stay by her side no matter what lay ahead.
By the time morning came, everyone began to stir. The fire had burned low through the night, and the group went about their routine. Kyra brushed her teeth using water from the container, feeling refreshed. She splashed some water over her body as well, cleansing herself after the long night.
Theo handed her a container of water, knowing she couldn’t wash herself outside and that it wasn’t safe either. She appreciated the small gesture and thanked him.
The other male decided to head out to the nearby waterfall to wash up. They had observed the patterns of the roaming beasts and the smaller animals, and with that knowledge, they managed to catch some prey. When evening arrived, everyone returned to the cave, their catch in tow.
Leo inspected the meat thoughtfully, his brow furrowed. "If we take this meat with us, won’t it rot quickly in this warm climate?" he asked, glancing at the others for reassurance.