Jasper's new recipe?

"I say we the capture them. We can't risk them getting spooked and hurting someone." Bellamy said instantly

'He always likes to be in control of the situation.' Damon thought with a chuckle.

'And so do I.' Damon thought

"We should try and approach the grounder. If we force them then they might think we're looking for a fight." Octavia said earning a disapproving look from Bellamy that she clearly ignored.

"Clarke?" Damon looked to Clarke who hadn't spoken yet.

"I agree with Bellamy. Capturing the grounder would lessen the risk of anyone getting hurt." Clarke said earning a small glare from Octavia. 

Although it looked like they might all be at odds with each other none of them were actually made. The whole reason Damon wanted all three of them as generals was in order to hear ideas from their different points of view. 

If everyone had the same idea on everything, he would be disappointed.

"Then catch the grounder it is. Well, tell him we want to meet his leader before we let them go. No harm done." Damon said and the others nodded

"Sounds good," Bellamy said

"Now we just have to wait," Damon said before looking at Bellamy

"How is the holding tent coming along?" Damon asked.

The holding tent was something he wanted built to hold the people they captured. It was a little distance from the camp so that no one inside could gain any information or overhear anything at camp.

"It's complete, Jasper and Monty already finished it," Bellamy said

"Good." Damon nodded, happy at the progress of which the camp was coming along. 

"What about the scout teams? Any news?" Damon asked Clarke and Bellamy who were both in charge of Miller and his squads.

"Nada, it's been quiet the entire time," Bellamy confirmed

"Alright but don't get lax. We don't know if Azgeda might send a scout team." Damon said

"Understood." Bellamy nodded 

"Octavia, how are the hunting teams going?" Damon looked at Octavia who was currently in charge of a team of people who went hunting for food before they dried the meat for future rations during the winter and the like.

"Hunting is average right now. It seems the nearby animals are still kind of spooked by the dropship landing." Octavia said while cleaning her sword.

'The sword is sparkling what the fuck is she cleaning?' Damon thought before ignoring her antics.

"That's expected. But I'm hoping to see some improvements soon. Don't let me down." Damon said and saw Octavia look at him and nodded.

"What about the foraging?" Damon asked

"It's going well. We already have a few tubs full of all kinds of nuts and edible mushrooms along with fruits and vegetables." Clarke pointed over to a black tub where tons of nuts and mushrooms could be seen.

'We have a snack bar in here?' Damon chuckled before looking back at Clarke.

"No one else is eating the Jobi nuts, right?" Damon asked with a worried look making Clarke smile.

"No, don't worry everyone knows not to eat them. Though Jasper has been taking them." Clarke said with some confusion in her voice.

"I think he said something about adding the Jobi nut juice to his new recipe or something?" Clarke said with confusion.

"Add Jobi nut juice to his recipe? What the heck is he cooking up?" Damon said and they all burst out laughing while Bellamy's face turned into an embarrassed dad face as he looked down to hide his smile.

"Anyway, that ends this meeting. Feel free to do whatever until tonight when the sun sets, that's when we will set our trap." Damon stood and so did the rest as they went their separate ways. 

Damon walked out of the tent before looking around and spotting Octavia who had also just left the tent.

"Octavia!" Damon walked over to her

"You up for a spar?" He asked Octavia who smiled.

They were both itching for some action.

"Whoever loses has to drink a whole pint of Jasper's new recipe when he's done," Octavia said with an arrogant smirk.

"Deal!" Damon shook Octavia's hand while laughing evilly on the inside.

He and Octavia walked toward the fighting ring that the others had set up which just consisted of a big square of flat ground and a bunch of seats around it to watch the fights.

Damon took off his fur coat before unsheathing his sword and giving it a twirl. 

His tanned body gleamed under the sunlight and every move he made had his muscles flexing giving off the sight of pure strength and power.

The way his veins popped out across his biceps and traveled down his forearms like snakes slithering across his body.

The way his back twitched with power, his wingspan almost triple that of Octavia's. Any normal person would be scared just by looking at Damon.

Octavia who was on the other side of the ring pulled out her sword as well, but her sword was a few inches shorter than his but also much thicker allowing for more power.

"Hofli strongest win au." Damon said with a smirk

"Hofli strongest win au." Octavia repeated before they both charged at each other.