Together

What's Past is Prologue

A warm amber glow fell over the village as the sun began to set and the wind had died down and was just a gentle breeze. Even the air felt different now and tension no longer hung above the tribe for they had actually done it.

They had finally killed Snarl.

And on top of their recent victory, the tribe now had the knowledge to further their progress. They could use what they had been shown to make new discoveries to improve all their lives.

For now though, Jemilla felt content to just sit upon a large boulder that overlooked the tribe and watched her people do the things that they did best.

Jemilla smiled to herself as she watched SB and Ducker trying to break open something that they had discovered near Snarl's cave. It was a brown, furry ball that was, according to Chorn, called a coconut.

The knowledge that was bestowed upon them by Chorn was vast and, to be honest, it was rather overwhelming which meant that only small pieces of the information could be processed without getting a headache.

This meant that neither Ducker or SB had figured out how to open it just yet and they were currently trying to pry it open with a stick they had managed to wedge in it.

Both men were pulling on the stick in an attempt to split it open, but instead a loud snap could be heard before both of them fell to the ground with a thump.

Frustation getting the better of him, SB then threw what remained of the stick as far away as he could before picking up the coconut.

'Arrghhhhhh!!!!' He yelled out and before Ducker could stop him, he slammed the coconut onto the ground.

Jemilla raised an eyebrow in concern as the last time she SB this frustrated he ended up with a nosebleed and she didn't want that to happen again. Instead of anger however, a large smile appeared on SB's face as he pointed down towards the coconut which now had now split into two.

Once Ducker had noticed what SB had done he patted his friend on the back and the pair then began to jump up and down and danced, both of them laughing loudly as they felt proud of themselves for figuring it out.

Jemilla smiled at their reaction and felt a sense of pride for her tribe members.

She was pulled out of her thoughts when Emberly squealed in delight. Glancing over to where she was standing, it became clear to what made her so happy. She was standing next to her boyfriend and admiring the slate tablet he was holding. Grunt had been busy with her paintings and seemed to be using Emberly as his muse. Since his first painting of his girlfriend, he had been practicing a lot which meant that his latest attempt didn't actually look too bad.

Emberly's head and body were definitely still not in proportion to each other but at least he had remembered the eyes this time. So that could be described as progress at least.

Jemilla continued to observe the rest of her tribe and for once everyone seemed content. Keeri appeared to be working on a new dance and Tiblyn was trying to copy the moves, with some difficulty however since she wasn't sure how to move her arms the same way as Keeri was doing.

Jemilla then felt a wave of guilt rush over her as she recalled how upset Tiblyn had been when she discovered she had wasted 27 years 'holding up the sky.' Keeri seemed to pick up on Tiblyn's struggle however and helped her as much as possible. At least she was until Schwoopsie barged over in order to tell her latest joke.

It must have gone over well as the group were all laughing together.

Jemilla then scanned the rest of the village in front of her looking for another familiar face but she couldn't seem to find her.