When Jaren woke up, he was hungrier than the day before. His stomach already demanding that he get some food.
Crawling to the tall grass from the day before, he saw an horrifying scene, the other babies where just as hungry as he was. Burping and fingering their nose on the bald spot that was the tall grass.
Looking outside the room, there where other babies that ventured outside to find food. 'i can't believe that they would do that' As he went back inside he realized, the grass that he followed the day before was supposed to lead them outside. It was a race, for those who are who were brave enough to go further.
It didn't matter that much right now, jaren had to move simply a little further to eat. But he found the outside already, and if they arrive there he would lose his advantage over his probably siblings.
They still were to scared to move further in the cave, sleeping where they ate, but if they felt as hungry as he did, they would follow the breadcrumbs outside.
Jaren was sure the same thing happened the day after, but worse. The others started eating two times a day, he already started getting left in the dust, at the pace they were going they would be outside within the week.
'tomorrow the beast won't be here, that is when you should explore'
That is the tip GOD gave him, better follow it. He slowly went outside, checking every angle around him. Maybe GOD would show up again, or maybe that beast didn't leave. He didn't want any suprises
After Jaren ate the food he lost, he decided to walk from now on. Grabbing onto a branch, when standing letting it go and then allowing himself do a clumsy walk. His muscles still new to this, would make him fall on his butt from time to time.
The pain though, was not of any concern to him anymore. After maybe half an hour of trying to walk like he did previously, he finally could. But he was still a stubby little baby, so he walked exactly like one.
Then he explored around the cave in a 300 meter radius. It was nothing more than trees, grass and bush, so he decided it was safe enough for him to take a small nap against a tree.
That was until the bushes infront of him started rustling, talking, laughing at Jaren that his days could be numbered. Scared out of his mind, he would walk away and then fall on his face converting back into a crawl. Taking a small peek in the corner of his eye
He saw the baby of the first day crawl to him with bugs and gras in his fist. Putting it in front of Jaren, pointing to it. It took a second for Jaren to understand, but he ate the food. The baby then gave him a pat on the shoulder and a bright sunshine smile. 'But why?' jaren asked himself.
The others did not share, if they found food they would just eat as much as they could before the others arrived. They didn't care about the rest. It was only day three but Jaren already noticed that a few babies could not keep up with the arms race. Some already died
But
This was the second time this boy came to comfort Jaren. Following him all the way into the woods. 'What even is your name?' Jaren asked in fluent English. The baby didn't respond with words, he just started playing with the gras beneath him. 'Fine then, is shall call you Bleux!'. Bleux started laughing when his name got called, together they went to the others. Sleeping outside was not an option Jaren considered yet.
The next following days Jaren an Bleux would travel outside and eat there. Bleux himself started to copy Jaren his walk, but he took a few Hours to master it. Jaren would talk to Bleux out of boredom, explaining what he would do and was planning for that day. Bleux would pay all his attention.
At the same time their appetite would grow, to the point where they either had to spend all day eating gras or had to start hunting meat. Jaren was a genius in his previous life and quite crafty, another reason for his being bullied, but he knew how to survive.
The food he had his sights set on was what he called a jumper. It was a bunny like creature, big eyes, with muscled legs and small ears. Jaren tried hunting it earlier that day, but when the jumper noticed him, it would jump from branch to branch all the way to the top of a tree. That simply was out of reach for Jaren to catch it.
He had to be fast and prepared, so he sharpened a rock by hitting it with rock, and sharpens a stick with the rock. A spear was made.
'Bleux!'
'hmm'
'see that jumper over there?' he pointed to one further in the distance.
'when I call out to you, you need to chase it all the way to this open spot'.
Jaren did not know if Bleux fully understood, but with a quick 'uhu' he was rushing to the jumper. Jaren as quick as he could climbed up a tree, at the open spot. When he looked down he saw the jumper already at the open spot, jumping up the tree.
Jaren jumped down, spear pointing towards the jumper. In the middle of the air Jaren stabbed the creature, slamming it with all his bodyweight with to the ground. The impact making the air have a low base tremor.
Jaren's feet where shaking but he didn't fall, the adrenaline making his hart beat faster. He took the jumper and tore it apart with his sharp rock. Bleux looked at Jaren with amazement 'you did well bleux. but next time, please wait for the signal' he asked while giving him a piece of the raw meat, with a sunshine smile on his face.
when they went back to the entrance of the cave, Jaren realized that he didn't need to go back inside. His other siblings where already standing past the threshold, most still crawling, one though, was standing.
The rest of the day babies would come outside. Although still a lot, it was not as much as day one. It was day eight, 7 babies had already died.