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Minkta picked up an empty pine flask and held it upside down. 'Minkta is all out of sourberry for making wine'
A bone flew across the room, the kinder looking up in fear at Minkta. Minkta glared at the kinder, and screamed, 'You lumps of poop, Minkta will beat you!' Minkta's odor became stronger as she angered. Gompa, the kinder who threw da javilin at Gorbo, was chewing on a bone with a sly grin on his face. Minkta quickly glanced back to her flask, and put her face in it. Minkta talked into the mug 'Gorbo, go get Minkta more sourberries, OR YOU GET NO wine.' His leg was on fire, but Gorbo is pretty pain tolerant. He didn't want to go out into the light, but getting away from stinky Minkta didnt sound so bad. Gompa was watching Gorbo with a devilish look in his eye. When Gorbo met his gaze, Gompa pulled the bone out of his mouth revealing a sharp tip. As Gorbo walked closer to him Gompa raised his arm ready to strike. Gorbo was much faster, he grabed his new knife and drew a line of blood along Gompa's neck and held it. Gompa squealed in dismay. Gorbo heard a loud clatter behind him, he turned around to see .... Minkta holding a broomstick WACCKK! 'Get out! GO! GO get SOURBERRIES. Tell Barung to get back with meat! Minkta hungry!!' Gorbo quickly got out of reach from the broomstick. Minkta threw him a bag, advanced on him and screamed, "GO GET OUT" Gorbo quickly ran out of the cave.
It took some time to adjust to the light, its too bright. The air smelled of mold, and decay. It was a sweet scent to Gorbo's big nostrils. Gorbo wiped the blood from his nose. 'Smelly cave, Gorbo will get out, get out for good.' Gorbo's stomach rumbled, he hadnt eaten anything all day. Now he has to walk all the way to the river to get sourberries. Its a few miles from the cave. Gorbo rarely ever had to get sourberries. Barung usually finishes the hunt early and collects the sourberries. A rabbit ran in front of Gorbo, and down the hill.
'If I had a javilin dat wud be lunch' Gorbo grumbled. Gorbo continued down the hill untill he came to the clearing.
This was the valley, in the middle of Nowhere forest. Sourberry trees grew among the tall grass, and weeds.
Gorbo spotted a forest moose, a heavy set animal with horns and light brown fir. It was feeding off some tall weeds.
Then Gorbo spotted Barung next to a sourberry tree. Gorbo ran up to him; Barung was lying on the ground with his skull cap next to his head, his tongue was sticking out dripping blood. Gorbo's head flung up as he heard the stamping moose hooves running towards him. Gorbo quickly ran behind the tree. The moose ran around the tree, and struck Gorbo in the chest with its horns. Gorbo wrestled with the moose tring to keep it from crushing his chest. The moose pushed him up against the tree with massive force. Though the moose couldn't get a tight enough squeeze on him because his horns were catching on a branch. Gorbo grabbed his new knife from his belt and struck the moose in its eye. The moose stepped back and fell , flailing itself on the ground in pain.
Gorbo was filled with adrenaline, he quickly climbed up the tree. The moose quickly stood back up and looked around angrily through its one eye, its entire body twitching in rage.
It stamped around looking for Gorbo. Gorbo was glad to be in the tree. The moose was angry it couldn't find Gorbo, so it began to stamp on Barung in rage. Gorbo only poked out the moose eye, it wasn't a fatal blow. How long will Gorbo be in tree, Gorbo doesnt know.
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