February 22, 2016, 04:23 PM
Vlad woke up in a particularly prickly mood, made worse by the fact that the caches were entirely empty and his pile of crab snacks was gone. Sour-faced and with low blood sugar, the Russian stepped into the grey light of early morning and made his way slowly towards the rock pools to see if the tides had brought in anything good. He was far too hungry to entertain a hunt - much less a lengthy stalk through the forest.