Day 1 Evening

[Clownpiece]

Click
The sound of his shoulder popping back into place was music to Somerled’s ears.
“Thanks for that,” he said, a note of relief to his voice. With the aid of his now-fixed arm, the monster pushed himself back onto his feet. Giving his shoulder a few quick stretches, he judged its movement capabilities. No mysterious hitches or stops hindered his movement, so it seemed to be good as new.

After picking his coat back up from where he had shrugged it off, he cast his gaze back upwards, looking to see which tree had the broken branch. While his eyes scanned the canopy for splintered wood, his hands haphazardly tore strips from his coat to use as bandages, leaving blood stains just about everywhere. This garment was already fated for the trash pit, might as well completely and utterly ruin it.

Of course, tearing the bandages was the easy part. He could tear fabric with the best of them. The hard part would be tying an unobtrusive knot with his clumsy fingers. So rather than spending a decade trying to do that while Amaterasu was waiting on him, he threw the tattered coat back on quickly, and jogged over to the tree the squirrel had fallen from. Without slowing his pace at all, Somerled swung around the trunk and scooped up the extremely squished corpse.

A corpse which the monster did not hesitate to shove into his mouth. He swung back around the tree and began walking back to the great kami, the fluffy tail of the rodent slowly disappearing past his lips as he swallowed the entire thing whole. That task was a bit more difficult than expected, and it was several seconds before it was completely out of sight.

Though the large squirrel completely filled his stomach, he still felt a small pang down there. Sure, he had triumphed against one of his greatest foes, but it just wasn’t filling enough... Coming to a stop back in front of Amaterasu, his eye caught sight of something new tied to her waist. Something positively tempting.
“I-Is that an arm?”