The next morning, day 2 of the trial, they awoke hungry.
"I borrowed Lelu's book and found these wild grapes we could eat," said Sara.
"How did you find them," asked Lelu as she spat out a seed from her grape.
"I was returning from my....uh," Sara paused before she outright said she was sneaking off to get her rocks off.
"I get it," said Jack as he waved it off. "We all are doing it. Still makes it a little uncomfortable talking about it nonetheless."
Sara sighed with relief, 'at least they get it.
Having this dangle from me is embarrassing enough, but now I think it's getting bigger. For that matter, I think we all are,' she thought as they enjoyed her find.
As she looked at her companions, Sara made note of them all. The changes were slight, but all of them had seemed to have gotten a little taller, and they had become more toned, more so with Jack and Lelu. When Sara had taken care of herself earlier, she was sure her member had more surface for her to stroke, her breasts had more weight than they did nearly 2 weeks ago. Even her labia had grown some. Before she knew it they were all gathering their new gear to hunt some kind of bird, and possibly some real food.
After venturing through the forrest, they heard something and crouched down. "It sounds like a turkey," said Vect sliding closer to the sound.
It was indeed a turkey wandering the forrest ground making occasional gobbling sounds.
"So how are we going to do this," asked Vect, "the arrows might not be accurate without the fletching."
"Spears, and dagger throw," suggested Sara.
"Ok, spread out and get ready."
They spread out to cover their prey's possible retreat paths and waited for Vect to signal.
A hooting sound came from where Vect was hidden and all threw their weapon at the target. 2 spears missed, passing over top, but the dagger Sara tossed landed firmly in the target's neck, killing it as it spasmed on the ground.
They all cheered at their first small victory and carried the kill back to camp for their dinner. As Vect pulled choice feathers from the bird for fletchings and finished his project. As the rest were busying themselves with preparing the bird for cooking on a spit, Vect admired his handiwork and was ready to test it. They prepared the bird and roasted it on a spit enjoying their meal.
"Just what the devil are we going to hunt for the trial though? It's gotta be something substantial otherwise we will be stuck on the bottom of the totem pole," asked Sara as she ate a leg.
"A Wolf wouldn't cover all of us, and we'd have to kill multiple, deer wouldn't earn much prestige but would be easier," mused Lelu shuddering at a cold breeze passed through the camp.
"I've got it, but you might not like it," said Jack.
"I'm all ears," said Sara.
"Well, we need prestige and we need something that will clothe all of us." Vect didn't like where this might be going, but saw no alternative for their needs.
"I suggest we hunt a bear."