Spot walked toward him leisurely.
Lucas, who had been hiding above a tree, revealed himself before climbing down.
"Bud, you found the water source?" He asked, his eyes glistening in anticipation.
Spot barked a little and nodded his in confirmation.
Lucas' eyes lit up, "Great! Great! Good job, Spot!"
He ran toward the meat strips that he was sun drying and packed them up including the skin that had already shrunk after having the moisture extracted out of it.
Like the flayed skin, the meat strips themselves had also shown signs of shrinkage. The smell was nothing pleasant, but it was not unbearable to the point of smelling rotten. Knowing that this was part of the process, Lucas did not mind the smell one bit and packed them all to the flayed skin that now acted as the storage bag for the meat strips.