Dorothy
*Marcus assembled a basket from twigs and sticks, and once he had a decently made one, he put all of the meats he collected into it, before he went back to slaying.* "So how are you doing on your meat collectin?" *He shouted, hoping Femi heard him. He plucked a few vegtables from the ground, possibly he could roast or boil those? He tried going back, but he went too far and ended up getting lost.*
Samual
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*To make matters worse, a sandstorm was coming... And so, the man decided to raise his voice to warn the lizard, and let him get a general indication of in which direction he had to go. It didn't cost him much to do that, and he possibly saved a life. (Contrary to what he had been taught).*

-Get over here, you scaly reptile!-

*He himself had gathered prey less than for one person, counting on that the draconian had gotten a bit carried away, so would probably exceed his catch. The human knew he had to not take more than he needs.*

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Dorothy
"Coming!" *He ran towards where he heard Femi, leaping over rocks, and then climbing on a taller one to get leverage and an overview, seeing Femi and running over to him, the basket jostling with meats and vegetables, he then stopped to the right of Femi, catching his breath and then waving.* "I... Got SO much meat... I think we should be good for two days at least..." *He showed the basket.*
Samual
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*Wincing at the humongous amount that the lizardfolk had hunted, the man, born to kill, still felt remorse for this wastage of food. Sure, they'll eat it eventually, but he preferred to hunt for EVERY eating time. Breakfast? Go hunt it yourself. Supper? Go hunt. Dinner? Go hunt. He wasn't used to taking more than he could eat.*

-Do you want a lecture, or you'll promise me you won't hunt that much again?-

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Dorothy
"I promise I won't hunt that much, but staying healthy requires not just exercise, but a well consistent, healthy diet! Hence the vegetables and meat, and I believe I could make some wonderful dishes with these!" *He smiled with joy, hoping maybe he could get some money for all of this.*

*Well, some of it anyways, he needed to save some for them of course! Always sell when cooked for a decent price. Whatever he can't eat, he could give away or sell! Simple, helpful, and effective!*