"Right.. let's see here.." Ronoro said, changing the knife gun back to gun form. He saw a deer behind a few trees and silently stalked it. When the deer reached to eat the grass, he readied his revolver and aimed for the deers head. He fired, the knocback so intense he was thrust into the stream.

"Well if anything i got to love your spirit." Raxion said as he pulled his brother out of the water, "But atleast you hit the deer, Now switch that gun to a knife and skin that thing." He said.

Ronoro amazed at how far he traveled was blown back. "That was like... 6 feet I was blown away from... I'm afraid to fire the 5th shot..." he said sorely then paused. "DID YOU SAY SKIN A DEER!?" he shouted.

"well you killed it." Raxion said, "So you skin it." He added.

Ronoro, still looking dazed, turned the revolver into a blade and walked towards the deer. Noticing how it's eyes showed the animals surprise, unexpected to be killed on such a sunny and bright day. He cut into the animal with his knife and began the long, tedious process of removing the animals fur..

"We can use its skin to transport the meat back to the cave," Raxion said as he watched his little brother skin the deer.

As Ronoro cut deeper the smell of the deers insides began to smell grotesque. He had to step back a few times to stop himself from gagging. He began to wonder something after a while.. "Hey.. dude.. do you think the smell might attract other animals soon..?" he asked concered.

"Not if you continue and hurry up we wont have to worry about it," Raxion said. He then started pealing the skin back until it was all off the deer. "Start cutting up the meat im gonna turn this into a bag." He said as he sat down and started tampering with the deer skin.

"Ok screw this.." Ronoro said as he pulled out his sword and tucked away the knife. He then started hacking at the deer like a crazed maniac.

Raxion shook his head, "Calm down Ronoro." He told his brother as he threaded some string through the deer skin until it was a bag.

Ronoro, slowly calming down realised he had chopped up the deer into cutlets. "Huh.. I must really be a chef!" he bragged as he slung the sword over his shoulder.

"What was that about bro?" Raxion asked, looking at his brother concerned.

"Whaddya mean? I just chopped up the deer like you told me to.." Ronoro replied confusedly.

"You went crazy on it bro," Raxion said as he gave the bag to his brother, "Put the meat in there." He said standing up.

"What the.. how did the sword get in my hand? Where's the revolver?!" he shouted frantically looking around.

"You put the revolver in your pocket..." Raxion said, "whats wrong bro?" He asked.