IC: Cliff had inspected the ore a bit more now. He was unsure of it. Nice and firm, though. Good, useful properties, if used in a factory. Not soft enough for him to do anything with.
He tossed it back onto the floor near the Mudokon. He then watched the Wolvark some more. It seemed to be calculating rather alot, the shifty eyes...it seemed uncertain of the situation, taking it's time to answer. Cliff slowly climbed down the side of the tree and crouched in the shadows. He then crawled round to the other side, closer to the Wolvark. It was too suspicious. He couldn't trust it at all. If it tried anything against him or the Mudokon, it was dead meat. And if he had to kill it, he hadn't eaten in a while anyway. But Wolvarks are slippery. Even when injured, they can make good their escape. But, it would be worth a try if he had to anyway. No harm in that.
As he settled down, he disturbed a Zappfly, which slowly flew out over the scene, illuminating it. Cliff flinched. Hopefully it's light wasn't strong enough to reveal him yet.
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