I was just coming back from hunting in the jungle. I had caught 2 rabbits and a crow. I jogged back into camp and set them down on the table we had made.
"Done with the hunting patrol!" I called to Kara. She walked in looking at the map of the island. She pointed to the left side of the beach, next to our house. "Should we make a food storage there?"
"Yea I guess," I said leaning my head in to look at the map. "Hey what should I do with these animals? Lemme guess. Nothing."
"Uh, you Cook them! You want me to get rabies and die?" She retorted. I tensed. "I meant, should we put anything on them?" I snapped back.
"Sure, Portabello mushrooms. They're in the storage bin over there." She pointed to one of the food storage boxes.
I lit the fire and put the rabbits on a stick above it. Kara walked out and sat outside. I followed.
We looked at stars, then each other, then nodded. We had just made a silent agreement.
This was our real home.
