Treacherous plans

June rummaged through Erik's backpack with nimble fingers. His eyes lit up, much like a child discovering a hidden treasure, as he pulled out a bundle of wrapped meat.

"Ah, this'll do just fine."

Erik watched June's eager look with a mix of annoyance and amusement. That was the last meat he wanted to eat. June had chosen THAT.

The clone, with the skill of a seasoned adventurer, started a fire. He skewered the meat and held it over the fire; the aroma wafting through the air and mingling with the earthy scent of the forest.

As the meat sizzled and cooked, Erik's nose wrinkled slightly. He wasn't fond of the bug meat's smell, and the thought of eating it didn't sit well with him.

However, he knew the importance of a good meal after a long day of travel.

June was in his element. His eyes sparkled with delight as he watched the meat roast, turning it occasionally to ensure it cooked evenly.