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The chief of the tribe cautiously observed the bear god sleeping and breathing heavily, one of the tribe children approached and pulled his clothes, "sir the bear god is in pain, shouldn't we help him?"
The child asked him shyly, the chief looked at her for a moment before his gaze turned serious before he parted from the child and turned to the entire tribe, "The Bear God has been helping our tribe for ages and we haven't done anything for him, it's our time to help him!".
His scream drew people's attention, they hesitated for a moment but an old man stepped forward, "If it wasn't for the Bear God I would never have seen such a beautiful landscape, I wouldn't have the courage to leave the protection of the tribe, it's for that's what I'll help you!"
The old man didn't mind waiting for the tribe and walked towards Wilson, then several steps were heard and the whole tribe followed together.
Today they were going to help their God.
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"Arff!" Wilson gave a small grunt of pain and opened his eyes slowly, he felt like his whole body was on fire and a big headache was attacking him.
"Oaa!" Small screams were heard around him as he stirred and Wilson felt several footsteps on his fur, curious he turned his head slowly only to see the tribe following him in his body.
They were carrying buckets of water and wet skins to put on his wounds and clean him up, even though they were few and not helping at all Wilson felt a little heat in his heart, "I didn't do anything for you and I get help from come back, people in the old days seem more sociable than modern people!" He said mentally and didn't move anymore just lay there letting people slowly clean their wounds.
And this scene lasted all afternoon, the whole tribe was tired and sore muscles but they continued carrying buckets and washing Wilson's wounds, everyone helped, children, women, elderly.
Only the warriors were left out because they needed to hunt and guard, Wilson also saw that people were trying so hard and decided to give them a break.
He raised his head startling people and gave a small soft roar and a nod to ask them to get out of his body, the tribe was paralyzed for a while before the priest scared everyone away and they quickly walked away from Wilson .
Taking care not to step on anyone and any items he got up and sat down, after a little stretch he forced his aching body to dig a hole a little further on.
He needs to shit, "Whoaaa!" He made a little grimace of strength and started to shit, he was leaving normally but he remembered something and opened his eyes.
There the human tribe was looking at him funny and there were even some children laughing and imitating his actions, he was extremely embarrassed and sometimes they went back inside, having learned their lesson Wilson forced his body to walk once more and looked for a place isolated to release your droppings.
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20 days passed like this, Wilson was showing a rapid improvement and thanks to the roasted body of the giant centipede neither he nor the tribe needed to hunt much.
Of course a wash was done to get rid of the poison and ensure it was edible, so besides a few sick people everything was normal but right on that very day something happened.
"Uh. what is this?" Wilson got up and looked at the horizon that were appearing several giant shadows flying and two small ones on the ground running at full speed while carrying something.
"Is that bees?" Focusing his gaze he realized that what were flying were giant bees and the two shadows on the ground were human from the tribe, " Is that honey?" the two hunters were lucky enough to find a bee hive and stole a block of honey but who would have expected that they would be located at the last moment and chased here.
The two were already panting and if it wasn't for this being the Jurassic period where a normal person would have the strength of an athlete they would already be dead, one of the bees was already about to reach the hunter.
The man in question closed his eyes and prayed for his Bear God to save him, and that's exactly what happened.
Brrr- Boomm!
ZzZzZz!
A line of lightning passed over their heads and hit one bee after another in sequence exterminating the entire swarm and leaving only burned corpses, the hunters sighed in relief but felt a shadow appear over their heads.
Looking back slowly they will see a giant tongue pass them and honey, Wilson didn't mind the manners and licked the honey with the hunters and everything when he was done both men were soaked in saliva.
" This is delicious!" Tasting the honey the Wild Bear in William woke up, his once pale skin regained its color immediately and he reached out and felt it was usable.
Honey had no healing effects but on the mentality of getting such good food Wilson unconsciously forced his body to regain some of its strength so he could get more honey.
The people of the tribe didn't even have time to know what was going on before an excited, drug-looking Bear ran quickly towards the hive leaving only two soaked men behind.
