However, Vanessa’s pride quickly faded as her continued to stare down at the cat. She may have been free of most technology but was that enough? This situation made her realize that even as a simple Habilis she was still dependent on technology. Vanessa stared back at her branch. It might have saved her but a part of her also felt like it was all too powerful.
Maybe this life or death situation would not have happened if she didn’t have it in the first place?
Her troop had already caught up with her and started digging into the Dinofelis. It all looked too easy as their sharpened rocks carved the flesh. It was all starting to remind Vanessa about her previous generation. A part of her wanted even more of a challenge, with the added benefit of even less technology.
“If I can survive this cat I can defiantly survive much lower on the food chain”, Vanessa thought to herself. She grabbed her necklace and prepared to de-evolve herself to another generation.