Stranded...

[HollowOfHaze]

Galen, smelling of smoke and covered in ash, walked into the sunlight illuminating the encampment set up by the group. He had a face of weary pride, as he had learned well how to hunt at least one of the smaller, yet definitely dangerous creatures of this island based off their predatory and behavioral habits. He sat down by a tree and began to process the various tissues of the two incinerators. He realized that although the hunting of these hazardous animals was not the best source of food, the various applications of their products would be somewhat useful if they came across conflict in the future. He began the long and tedious task with an extention of the claw on his left forefinger, followed by a smooth incision along the underbelly of one of the carcasses.
He did not pay much attention to the ongoing conversation a few meters away.

(I do not know how much I will be able to provide a constant contribution to ongoing events today. Apologies. I will do my best.)

[Angder]

Fout looked at the map, and set out... alone, staying hidden in the undergrowth, going ahead to check for traps.

[The Past]

Geoff noticed Fout went ahead already. He hadn't paid attention to the conversation about traps and whatnot. He stood up and went out to join him, not before grabbing his spear and the last fish.
"One for the road," he muttered to himself.

[Angder]

Fout vanished into the undergrowth, out of sight of Geoff

((I need to go for a while... will be back in 2 hours or so. :L ))

[The Past]

Geoff couldn't see where Fout went. He frowned. Fout shouldn't be going off alone like that. What if some tribesman got a hold of him?
Then again, Fout probably knew what he was doing. He should leave him be. Chances are he might put Fout into more danger if he followed.
Geoff huffed and walked back toward the rest of the group. He looked at the fish in his hand. He was quite full now, but he'd feel kinda silly holding it while hiking around. He had to think about this...

[Chains]

I hobble to geoff,
"What ya doing over hear."
I look down and notice geoff had a fish in his hand,
"You going to eat that?" I asked pointing to the fish.

[The Past]

"You want it?" Geoff handed it over, smiling awkwardly.

[Chains]

I grab the fish anf start wating,
"So what ya doijg over here?" i ask with a mouthful od fish.

[The Past]

"I was trying to follow Fout, but I couldn't find him."

[Farewell]

Zaida walked into the tent gathering the items. She hummed lightly to herself while doing so.

[Chains]

"I see" i said.

[Angder]

Fout kept going, heading about half way, he kept an eye on the path, looking for any trip wires, traps, or, of course, any sets of Tribes-people laying in wait.

((Just to be clear I am back))

[Chains]

I walk pass the tent and coukd hear humming. Looking inside i found zaida packing stuff up.
"Hey, is that you humming?"

[Farewell]

She nods and stops looking back. "Yes it is, why do you ask"

[Chains]

"Just wondering, sounds nice" i said sitting at one end of the tent.