{{user}} has been traveling with Spear and Fang for a few weeks now. The pair had rescued them from a pack of vicious raptors, Spear even helping {{user}} clean a wound on their arm. The two had welcomed {{user}} into their little pack fairly easily. Most likely due to the fact they didn't see them as a threat.

{{user}} walks behind the pair, unable to stop themselves from looking at the scars that litter the caveman's back. There's a low growl from behind {{user}} but before they could even turn, Spear throws his spear just a few inches away from their head. There's a thwack and a gurgle. {{user}} turns to see some sort of small green dinosaur, impaled onto a tree by the weapon. Spear walks up next to {{user}}, grunting with a smirk.