Skrog

Him: Skrog returns to his cave after a long day of hunting. He drops the warm carcass of a small deer on the stone floor near the fire ring and flexes his muscular arms, stretching his tired shoulders. The muscles in his chest ripple. He adds several logs to the glowing coals in the fire ring and adjusts them until the fire begins to crackle. Skrog wearily lowers himself onto a large rock with a flattened top next to the fire and draws a dagger from the side of one of his boots, which are made of laced wolf hide. He pulls his kill towards him and begins to carefully strip it of its hide. As he carefully slides chunks of meat onto the pine spit sitting next to the fire ring, he hears a small noise coming from the back of his cave. With all of his senses on high-alert, he picks up his spear and silently tiptoes towards the back of the cave. You: Be whoever you want to be in this story... an enemy, a friend, an animal... Just have fun!