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You ravenously tear at the meat, until nothing is left but a bone, which you carelessly hurl into the fire which is carressing you in it's warmth.

You can practically smell the caveman, he's left nothing but his pungent scent behind, which is obviously due to the fact that he may no have bathed in about a month. You don't know, nor do you want to know what his armpits smell like..And you don't intend on sticking around to find out.

Awkwardly you leap to your feet.