The fire was alight and crackling by the time time the hunting party had returned from their cleansing, the group soon all mustered together and started to strip the skin from the gazelle, the horns and skull will be given as a prize to whom that Lyall thought done the best today.<br/><br/>A hand was placed on Caldon's shoulder and as he turned he faced Grigg who stood beside him, saying that it was his turn for look out, Caldon nodded as Grigg passed the conch shell to Caldon, he gathered his spears and sling, with a good supply of stones. Caldon made my way up to the top of the ridge above the entrance to the cave.<br/><br/>Standing high above the cave Caldon could see for miles. He watched as the clan far below doing their chores. His mind wandered back to the day of the earthquake, it was a beautiful day, when he looked back, a lot like today and as he thought about the events of that fateful day, he realized that he should have read the signs, the eagles were crying out far above them, the pool, it had small ripples on it, even though it had never had before. Then there was those rocks; those rocks moved as if the spirits had pushed them.<br/><br/>"Maybe I should have known something was wrong," Caldon said aloud, "was the creator telling me what he was going to do? Was he warning me? Was if he was testing me? I should have been listening, but I didn't, I just carried on with everything I had to do, blind to the signs the Creator was showing me." Tears started to fill Caldon's eyes as he spoke aloud once more, "it was my fault they all died, I should have done more."<br/><br/>Caldon stood on look out for his time, then Grigg came up for his turn again, he looked at Caldon with a strange look as he left, Caldon took a slow walk back to the cave, he had some work to do.