Daisy walked alone toward the direction of the Cloud tribe.

She never felt that she was so important ever before.

Men she had met from the other tribes before, they all stared at her body with lustful eyes, especially her ass and her breast.

They all wanted to mate with her without exception.

One day on her way to collect food, she met Wolf from the Cloud tribe

Wolf was tall and strong while he appeared handsome and extraordinarily brave. It was a typical type that was loved by all tribal girls. It was natural to lust after a strong alpha male. She liked him the moment she saw him.

They were like wild beasts after that. They did it in caves and the cliffs, in the woods, and their tent. As long as there was no one around, there was a place for them.

But in a few months, Wolf gradually became cold to her. He started to lust after other women to mate.

It wouldn’t matter even if, during that time, Daisy was a child according to modern standards (younger than 18 at that time). This era was still far away from love. It was more closely linked to lust and the primal instinct to mate. Everyone did whatever they wanted.

But, now she had started to like Light, an emotion foreign and new to her but it was natural. Light brought her safety and power. He could provide food and capture beasts.

‘What a strange person he is? How did he know so much? In my life, I have never eaten meat for two consecutive days, and now I get to eat a delicious barbecue! Even Night sister who didn't always care for man listened to him.’ Daisy wondered to herself.

Daisy felt whenever Night looked at Light, her eyes were sincere and no less than what she used to be when she used to be together with Wolf.

It would be nice if she could sleep with him or hug him on the cold nights.

Thinking of this, Daisy’s mood suddenly got better, her footsteps were light, and from their home to the Cloud tribe was about half a day journey. In addition to a swamp lake, most of the path was flat land.

Light intended to let Roc accompany her, saying that “I am worried about your safety”, but for this kind of thing it was really not good to have a third person present.

Daisy was in a hurry. When she encountered the swamp, she was already thirsty, so she stepped on the sticky mud and drank a few mouthfuls of water at the nearby lake.

She found that the water here was a lot lighter than before. If everything went well, then she’ll be heading home back through the same path by afternoon which could save her time from directly avoiding the wet mud area that was difficult to traverse.

Still, she was in a hurry so to save time, she decided to make her way through the deep swamp.

It took about another three hours or so to cross. When the wet fur on her body dried up, she reached near the boundary of the Cloud tribe.

The Cloud tribe was much larger than her own tribe. Although she didn’t know the specific number she felt like her tribe couldn’t keep up with them.

A few women of the Cloud tribe were squatting under a shrub with a hand and a wooden stick. Daisy understood that there would be a mouse hole underneath so the women were hoping to catch the mouse. Mouse holes usually had a lot of nuts stored in their burrow that were plenty for everyone to eat.

(Author: Yes, there are mice who lives in the wild, make holes in the ground like a burrow and store nuts and seeds to eat.)

A woman in her 40s recognized Daisy. She stood up and patted the dust off her hands, smiled, and asked:

"Aren’t you Daisy? Did you come to meet Wolf? Sorry dear Wolf is not here"

It took so long to arrive and hearing such news could not help but make her feel very depressed.

"That ...... Where did he go?" asked Daisy with a sense of unease. The woman in front of her was someone related to Wolf, to be exact she was her aunt but she was still always friendly to Daisy.

"Of course it is hunting! Recently he is competing for the position of the leader of the tribe so he is busy hunting for meat."

The aunt gestured for Daisy to sit beside her and took a fruit from nearby which she offered.

"He has a new girl; you don't have to work hard anymore," Aunt said with a smile.

"Well ...... No, I have other things to find him for, right, and this necklace, I have to return it to him!" said Daisy seriously.

In that era, necklace was one of the few private possessions, and it was precious. Seeing Daisy wanting to return it, the aunt nodded.

"Then you can wait here for him to come back from the woods."

That meant that she could stay for now at the tribe.

Even if Daisy was Wolf’s old lover, once there was no one protect her, entering the territory of another tribe, there was still some danger in it.

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After Daisy left, on the flat ground outside the cave, Edward began to teach others how to use the stones to sharpen the arrowheads.

This was also the first time for him to do this kind of thing, but from the impression he had of ancient weapons he had seen in the museums, he had some basic understanding. He quickly sharpened a triangular arrowhead with a wooden tail that had feathers.

“Don’t shoot, not till you have a clear view; your arrowhead must be sharp enough to penetrate the deer’s body.” This was a simple technique that Night, Debro, and Roc could learn with practice.

In less than a day, more than 40 stone arrows were made, and Edward checked the results of the labor of three people.

"We can only rely on this kind of weapon to hunt for a period of time. When our new tribes increase in manpower then we’ll have it better. You guys will be responsible for passing down these teachings to them so that we can have a sufficient weapon supply. Do you understand?"

Everyone nodded in response.

Edward noticed that Night kept putting one of her fingers in her mouth and kept sucking on it.

Next to Night, Roc sat with a straight smile. Edward also smiled, finding it amusing:

“Sister, finger ache? But you have to become familiar with this work and then hand it over to others to do, now I will teach you a little bit of the workings of a bow” Speaking to Roc, “Take the bundle of bamboo sticks”

Then he said: "Split the sticks into bamboo boards."

The bamboo had been opened apart by a stone axe and then had been folded into many bamboo boards.

“Now we’ll need some animal skins.”

Edward held the two bamboo sticks in his hand and look around with a smile.

"Light.....Brother, I....I, just have this skin, if… you..you want I can ….can take it off?" Debro replied while stuttering and unwilling.

"Stupid! How many years have you been in this animal skin? Take it off, we can always get more animal skins and we have the smaller rabbit skins too!" Edward ordered with a smile.

Then he cut a few thin leather ropes with an obsidian knife, and then tied the end of the triangular stone arrowhead with a leather cord in a circle and to the bamboo stick.

He then cut the tail of the shaft with an obsidian knife, clipped a few feathers in.

"Do you see this? This is a good feather arrow; you’ll make the rest of the arrows."

Taking advantage of everyone making more arrows, Edward took the bamboo boards that had been previously prepared and used them for the bow frame. He carefully scraped the burrs around the bamboo boards with the black obsidian knife and polished at the end with stone. Finally, using both hands, he bent the ends of the bamboo plates hard. The middle part of the board was placed over the fire while slowly roasted to harden the frame in the bent position. Not long after, a curved bow frame was made.

Edward carried out making bows, in the same manner, all the while he kept glancing towards the direction where Daisy went.

Everything was in place now, only the bowstrings remained.

Waiting for another hour, it was almost dusk by now but there was still no trace of Daisy which worried Edward to no end.

‘Is everything alright with her? I feel guilty for sending her like this…..’