"The first thing we need to do is make some weapons, we can use sharp shards of metal from the dropship as knives and sharpen wood to make a few spears"

"Why not look for food first, there are probably plants or something around here. I'm getting hungry" Finn complained slightly

Well rolled his eyes at him "The human body can survive up to 2 weeks without food, but just 3 or 4 days without water"

"Wells is right, besides we don't know what we can actually eat. Any animal should be safe but plants are trickier, they could be poisonous"

While working on their soon to be weapons Murphy was his usual sarcastic self and mocked everyone else, but Clarke easily spotted the disguised pride dancing in his eyes while holding his makeshift knife like one would hold a trophy.

The blonde couldn't help but smile and compliment him on his efforts, it was going to be a long road to make him the man she knew he could be but it seemed that the little act of simply including him in her group was already paving the way for it.

When everyone was armed, except for Finn who loudly stated he was not planning to harm anything out there, they finally left the dropship landing site and started walking through the forest.

"Are you really stupid enough to walk out there without some kind of protection?"

"Not all of us are bloodthirsty savages like you Murphy"

Clarke couldn't help but snort at that, you are far worse than Murphy ever was, she thought to herself.

When the other four turned to look at her oddly she just shrugged and dismissed them. "I agree with Murphy, it's stupid, but alas, you can do whatever the hell you want".

Finn rolled his eyes but John, in some sort of approval, smirked at her. She counted that as a win in her book.

Luckily the council had the decency of sending some empty jerry cans, without them they wouldn't have anything to store water. She asked them to take one each and they finally left their camp.

Once in the forest, the boys moved ahead leaving Octavia trailing behind with Clarke. The blonde hoped that the boys wouldn´t take the same route as the first time, if they did she would just steer them in another direction, she was not planning to run into the grounders any time soon. Fortunately for her Murphy seemed to have taken the lead and he had chosen another path.

"Before you get any ideas," started Octavia "Finn's mine."

Clarke sighed before looking at her in the eyes, she needed to make sure the girl was really paying attention when she answered "Honestly, I couldn't care less Octavia. He is not my type". She thought about telling the brunette that Finn was already taken but she had no way of justifying that knowledge so she kept it to herself.

The blonde wanted Octavia as her friend again and knew that at this stage she needed to tread carefully, she had to remind herself that this girl wasn't her Octavia yet. She wasn't Linconl's lover and proud grounder warrior, she still was the clueless, reckless and immature child who had spent her entire childhood in a small compartment under the floor, locked away and denied the most basic human rights and then her teenage hood imprisoned in a sky-box.

Clarke easily caught up with Wells and Murphy, whom, to her amazement, weren't arguing but sharing a pleasant chat about the things that surrounded them. It was a trivial and inconsequential talk but considering what had happened before it was a hell of a lot more than what she expected.

Like before, she saw Finn plucking a flower but couldn't stop him from putting it in her hair. Murphy and Wells snickered at his actions, oddly, they seemed to bond a little more over their shared amusement, and it was that what gave Clarke the strength to reign her anger towards the boy.

The blonde sighed in annoyance. He didn't remember Raven at all, did he?. Clarke knew she couldn't stop him from trying to flirt with her but she had no plans to encourage him either so she just grabbed the flower and discarded it easily, crushing it under her boot for good measure. Unfortunately, it wasn't poison sumac this time, which would have been useful at least.

"Hey chill out princess". Annoyance filtered in Finn's voice at being rebuffed so succinctly but the blonde paid him no mind, she didn't have time for his unwelcomed advances.

"I will when we are back in the camp" The sharpness of her tone left no room for any kind of argument.

Twenty minutes after the flower episode the blonde held up a hand, signaling for the others to be quiet, there was something out there. She knew it had to be some kind of animal, no grounder would have been careless enough to make those sounds and alert them of their presence.

"It's a buck" Wells whispered in awe. Clarke understood his astonishment, it was the first animal they had ever seen.

"What do we do now?"

Clarke dropped into a slight crouch, moving forward as silently as she could, and motion for Murphy to do the same.

"When I say three we throw the spears and try to stab it"

"That is your genius plan blondie?"

"Do you have a better one?"

"Not really" he said with a shrug

"One, two, three!"

Pride swelled in her chest as their spears sunk into its target, dropping the buck. Unfortunately, it wasn't dead but it definitely wouldn't be running off.

"We did it, blondie, we actually did it!" Murphy shouted joyfully.

Clarke high-fived him before kneeling next to the buck. She wanted to spare him more pain so as fast as she could she pulled her makeshift knife across its throat, effectively killing it.

"Why did you do that?!" Finn shouted heatedly.

The contrast of his ire against the jubilant cheers of victory from the other three was almost comical to Clarke. She briefly smiled with fondness, this was the boy she had once grown to love, not the unrecognizable one he had become after playing judge, jury, and executioner, against a group of defenseless and peaceful grounders.

She shook her head to get rid of those unwanted thoughts, he might be the same but she definitely wasn't and it wouldn't be fair to him to lead him on, knowing that her heart belongs to another.

"This is our dinner or did you think that we just were out here for a lazy stroll?" the blonde said sarcastically

"Spacewalker make yourself useful and help Junior get water from that pond"

Clarke looked at Murphy in confusion "Junior?"

"Mini Jaha" He said simply, a little exasperated, like she should have understood without an explanation.

"Wells is not his father, you know?. Sometimes he hates the chancellor as much as the rest of us, maybe even more"

"Junior is cool but that doesn't mean I will stop making fun of him blondie. That's how I roll"

Clarke shook her head but let him be, Wells had never really cared about nicknames and she had more important things to do.

"Octavia, Octavia" the blonde had to call for her a few times before been acknowledged. The girl had frozen in her spot and now was looking at her in awe, like she was some sort of Goddess or something equally ridiculous.

"Can you help me find a big piece of wood?". After getting an energetic nod in response Clarke turned to look at Murphy "Please see if you can find some vines to tie him up"

After tying the buck, which Murphy and she would carry, and filling up the cans they made their way back to camp.

While walking Clarke couldn't help but wonder what was happening there and how much the future had been already changed by her different approach to things. In the other timeline, by this time of the day, Jasper had already been speared by grounders and after rescuing him Bellamy and she had killed a panther for everyone to eat.

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