Popol was busy cleaning his spear from dirt and other things, muttering under his breath about how he should have been more careful with such a valuable weapon. At the same time, you were standing and warming yourself by the fire nearby when suddenly Kupa's muzzle hit your leg and, lowering your head, you noticed that Kupa had brought you a piece of raw meat. Don't even ask where from.

— "Looks like he decided to feed you and not me."

Popol said with a laugh, noticing this, and Kupa only glanced in Popol’s direction and poked his head into your leg again.