A soft breeze blew over my sweaty face and through my slight damp hair. I knelt, it was a roe buck. Gently I removed my bow from my shoulder; slowly I slid an arrow from my quiver. Notching it on my bow, I carefully aimed at the buck. He was thin, so I mightve been able to get in-between the ribs, and straight into the heart. An eagle owl screeched above; that sent the buck of somewhere else in the Open Forest. I replaced the arrow and shouldered my bow. I wandered back to the camp, with my hands empty.
I sat watching Torak failing at spearing a salmon. He would have fallen in if Renn hadnt grabbed his jerkin. Wolf sat next to me. Torak slipped again, this time he hit the water! I burst into laughter, Renn joined in soon after. Torak had a huge grin on his face. Suddenly he grabbed the collar of Renns jerkin and pulled her in, too. &