This morning, Angelo brought me a mussel gun and asked me how to shoot it. Even though I was a little hesitant to even let him around those types of guns after what happened to Simon, I tried my best to help him. I had only loaded and used a mussel gun a few times, predominantly in the French Army, so I knew I was rusty. I took him in the woods to do it, bringing the ammo and gunpowder with me. I let him take the gun and shoot freely after I showed him the exact portions of loading it. He managed to shoot and kill a bigger animal with it, which we got the fur from. It is now his.

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