Blake comes back to the camp with three squirrels and tons of nuts and berries. All of the camp is excited for the squirrels and they all help with making the lunch. They roast the squirrels and put the meat with the bear meat. Now they have a giant stash of meat. Each person chooses their piece of meat they want and they all have a great meal. Blake gets the fish in the trap and roasts them too, putting the meat with the rest once it all is roasted.
"We need to set some traps for Colin." Blake said to the rest of the group. "We can't have him breaking into our base again if he recovers from this beating. With that being said, I also want the barricade worked on and I and Will will set some traps. I want everyone to try to do their best! Now let's get working!"
Blake and Will went around setting some traps and making some for Colin. There were ones where he would grab the food, but it was attached to a string that would release a large piece of lumber from the tree beside the trap and the lumber would fall on him. There were also ones where he would go for the food but fall into a pretty deep hole instead. Blake and Will admired their work and went back to camp to see if they could help with the barricade. It was coming out good. What it was was a "wall" that you would have to climb over and then there is a ditch on the inside side of the wall which would definitely make whoever tried to come in sprain their ankle. The barricade was finished a little after 4 PM. The team decided to all take a break and do whatever they wanted at that point. Sharp was asleep, Baron and Fran were playing Chess on Colin's computer, and Will and Blake were making more tools to get food. They made a few more spears, some more arrows, two more bows, and one fishing rod that actually resembled a real one. Blake attempted to fish with the new fishing rod while Will used the bow to shoot arrows down on the fish in the water. The bow idea was Will's and it really worked better than the spear. When Blake and Will were done "fishing", Blake had caught four fish and Will had killed five. They roasted the fish and everyone waited for dinner and did their thing.

Colin did a quick check of the the woodlands around the edges of the lake, looking for Sharp or Fran. He spotted wolf tracks, so he knew he had to be careful. When he got to the north side of the lake, he was greeted with lots of whimpering. Lots of trees were fallen, all particularly on wolves. There were holes everywhere, each with one wolf trapped inside. "What the- how did the-?" Colin was shocked by this horrible sight. "Creepy," he said, moving away from the scene. He looked at the wall, which was about halfway done. Not jumpable, but possibly climbable with the proper equipment.

(Also, what is the wall being built out of? What are they using as string for the fishing rod and bows?)

Baron woke up and decided to begin building himself a weapon. Once he saw that Blake had returned he asked him if he could borrow his knife. After Blake had agreed Baron took the knife and began carving a thick piece of long of hard wood that he had found while climbing a tree a few miles away from camp. After a few minutes of hard work Baron had finished carving the wood into a hard Wooden Club.

After leaving, Colin turned and noticed that the half of the pack that didn't get trapped was running at him. One, in particular, stopped in front of him. It didn't attack, probably shooken up from its friends' outcome. Colin had heard about stuff like this before. He could tame it if he offered it some meet. Moving slowly, he pulled some rabbit, stolen from the camp yesterday, out and showed it to the wolf. Upon the sight of food, the wolf barked angrily lunged for Colin. It began biting his arm, trying to release his grip from the cooked rabbit. Colin forcefully kicked the wolf in the stomach and scrambled to his feet. Hearing the commotion, the other wolves turned around and saw the meat as well. "OH, SHIT!" Colin yelled and sprinted away from the wolves. They were in pursuit and getting closer and closer. When he saw the wall in front of him, he turned and jumped for an unfinished section. He fell down, into the camp, scraping his knees slightly. The survivors were all sitting around the lake, except for one with dark hair and blue eyes, who was sleeping.
Blake stood up. "I told you, if you came ba-"
Colin didn't even listen. He threw the rabbit meat on the ground and continued to run. Blake picked it up. "Is this our food? I swear I'm truely going to kill you this time!" He held the rabbit and aimed his bow with his left hand, and clutched the arrow in the right. Blake then realized why Colin was running so fast. Some wolves saw the new owner of the meat, others didn't. Either way, both Colin and Blake were in a huge predicament. Blake ran too, catching up to Colin after 45 seconds of running. They were now running aside each other, playing hot potatoe with the meat, the wolves closing in. When Colin had the meat, he tripped and fell over a big stick, bumping into rock tied to a vine, which pulled up a net beneath their feet. They swung sveral feet off the ground, away from the wolves who were still barking below.
"Give them the rabbit, you retard!" Blake yelled.
Colin couldn't make sense of the situation. "What is thi-"
"Give them the rabbit!"
Colin dropped the rabbit below, and the wolves ferociously attacked it. Satisfied, they left.
"What is this?" Colin asked, when it calmed down.
"It's a trap I set up earlier." Blake replied.
"For what?"
"You, or an animal. Whatever comes first."
Colin could accept that answer. "Can you cut us out of this?"

Will woke up, thinking for how much time has been sleeping. "Jesus Christ, have i slept so much?" he thought, as he walked towards the campfire to grab some meat. while enjoying his food, he saw wolves running with blood on their mouths. "shit shit shit!" the wolves ran by, more inside the woods. "well, i'll be damned, but i guess i'll follow them. i probably don't have anything better to do anyways." Will followed them, until they passed through a rabbit's carcass. "fuck! well, at least there should be something to hunt near this place, since there's this thing here." Will holstered his bow and an arrow and walked slowly trough the woods. as he walked, he noticed that two people were talking somewhere nearby. he walked towards them. then, he saw it: it was Blake and Colin hanged in a trap. "Holy shit! what the fuck are you guys doing there?"

Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd, Fran was not to be found.


Fran awoke in terror, he felt as something took his leg and dragged him somewhere ferociously, chewing it. Fran could remember falling asleep on the rock he had discovered, and he realized there was a wolf trying to EAT HIM! Fran shouted for help, he kicked the wolf but it did not let go, he took his sharp stick and punched the wolf into the eyes, the wolf was angered. Wolf let go of the leg but then it came to bite his face, however expertly Fran twisted his head and then kicked the wolf again, the wolf however was ready to strike Fran's head again. Despite all the terrible bites Fran's hands was still expertly twisting preventing the wolf from striking, he grabbed the stick and put it somewhere on the wolf's neck while it were running towards him. A river of blood bursted from the wolf's neck, there it layed; dying in agony.

Will shot an arrow in the rope that was hanging Blake and Colin. They crashed in the ground. Will gone back to the camp. as he was passing by he saw Fran fighting off a wolf. he quickly ran to his aid, to see the wolf dying with a stick trough his neck. "Good job. we can use the pelt and the meat. you seem injuried though. i'll carry you back." Will said, as he helped Fran stand in his feet. After that, they got back to the camp.

As Fran got to the camp he bandaged himself with some help from Will, then he ran over to his stuff. Fran suddenly noticed the bag was open, but when he left it there it was closed. "Who the fuck dare to look in my stuff?" he said furiously, but the camp did not say anything. So Fran only knew it was Collin. Fran never liked when people looked in his stuff, or even studied his belongings, and the things he wrote in his diary was important yet to be kept in secret. Fran took his stuff and slept with it.

"well, i guess i'll find something to do." Will thought, as he tried his best to find something to do. "i'll search the area for fruits or game." then he walked inside the forest, with his bow and arrow. "wait a minute! i know something that will be more useful. well, i think." Will ran back to the camp and grabbed the wolf pelt they scavenged from the wolf Fran killed. he tore off the wolf's pelt in five parts, then picked up some vines, lianas and sticks. after a couple hours, he made five quivers for everyone. (logically, now we can carry more than one arrow by the time.) after that, he distributed the quivers to Baron, Fran, Sharp, Blake and him. he went off to the forest again to pick more sticks and spider-webs, so that he could make a bow for Fran and for Sharp. (since nobody knows that Sharp has a gun, except Colin.)

(Can my guy NOT run away? I don't want to be a bad guy right now.)

Blake cut the ropes holding them up with the sharp end of his arrow. Blake and Colin hit the ground rather hard. They both looked at each other awkwardly. "soooo..." Blake said, trying to forget what just happened. They both stood up and walked back to the camp, side by side.
"Wolves." said Blake, breaking the silence.
"Yeah, I didn't know that shit would be out there." Colin replied.
"How'd they see you had food?"
"Well, in the movies they always-"
"Did you seriously try to befriend one?"
"Yeah, well I didn't know they were assholes!"
When they returned to the camp, they saw all the damage done by the wolves. Fran, Sharp, and Baron were injured. No casualties were taken, luckily.
As soon as Will saw Colin, he ran at him with a spear raised "Don't worry, I got him Blake!"
"No!" Blake yelled, throwing a quick punch at the side of Will's head. Will fell to the ground. "He's no harm to us anymore." Blake told him. "Now, I want you to go hunt some game or pick some fruits. Colin, you can begin working on the wall."
"Not until you get my hat, bro!" Colin yelled back.
"You know you're a horrible person, right?"
"No, you- well- yeah, I know. Get my hat, God dammit!" Colin said, somewhat annoyed.

"Jesus Christ, you guys are fucking hilarious! just because some wolves attacked you both now you're fine? it would have been very different if it was with me... but anyways. i guess i'll grab his hat. wait a bit." Will climbed the tree an tossed the hat to Colin. he jumped from the tree, and said: "alright... i guess you're back to the group, right?" Colin waved his head in a positive answer. "right, do you have a weapon or something? like, a bow or a spear?" Colin was about to answer again in douche talking, when: "it was rethorical. of course you don't have. i'll make you one." Will walked, as he said to Blake: "and Blake, don't you dare punch me again. i respect you, but you should respect me too. you know who made the wolves ran away? me. i could easily dodge your punch and kill you both. so i respect you, and you respect me. right? oh, and Colin, catch!" he tossed a quiver to Colin, as he walked to craft Colin's bow. "and, wait a minute. Colin, don't you fuck up again like that. you tossed a rabbit in the camp not so long ago, and you really fucked up things here. Fran killed one. i made the others ran away. you tried to, tame them or something? it's not a very bad idea, coming from a guy who prefers his hat than helping others...despite the fact that they will try to kill you before you can even touch them!" Will laughed a bit, and finished crafting Colin's bow. he gave it to him, saying: "now you should craft your own arrows." then Will walked deeper inside the forest with three arrows to get some game or fruits.

Blake looked at Colin.
"I guess it will be good that you're with us. No more worrying about an attack from you." Blake laughed. "Not that I thought you could hurt us, I was just worried about the loss of food."
Colin put his hat on and grabbed an arrow.
"Can I shoot one of these?" Colin asked as he gripped it and his bow.
"Go ahead and try. I don't mind."
Colin pulled the string back and released. The arrow flew about ten yards off course and it scared away a flock of birds.
"Maybe I should stick with a different weapon..." Colin said.
"Maybe that's a good idea..." Blake answered.
Blake showed Colin the new stuff around the camp. Blake asked why Colin had gone off before, but Colin wouldn't really say. Blake told Colin to go and use the spear for a while and try to get some fish. Colin left and Blake went over to Baron who was sharpening his arrows.
"So, are we accepting him for now?" Baron asked Blake.
"For now. I'm just worried he'll have a freakout again and go off on us. I'll just put him in a ditch if I have too though." Blake grinned.
"I'll keep an eye on him and truest me, I'll kick his ass if I have too! Oh yeah, and when are we going to eat? It's getting dark out and I'm getting hungry."
Blake looked up and saw the sundown.
"You're right, I'll get dinner started." Blake said and got up to cook dinner.

"oh yeah, bitches! look what i've got!" Will shouted, as he showed them two rabbits and a bucket full of fruits. "we've got ourselves a dinner." Blake may a talk to you in particular? "yes" Blake said, as they walked away from the group "alright, so Blake, do you really think that Colin is not dangerous anymore?"

Colin hopped right in on the conversation. "Sup, broskies? Can I join yo conversation? Unless, of course, its about gay marriage. Eww, you guys are gross!" Colin walked off.
"Nope," Blake said, "No threat."
Will agreed, watching Colin laugh at Fran because he sucked at fishing.