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First to join him was Raven Chief himself. He did not see the crow with him today; Ko-Ga must be occupied elsewhere. He knew Elk Charm had to prepare in her own way. Perhaps he had gone to assist her as well?
Heartened by the chief’s support, Samo smiled. Chakliux, too, distracted him, and he laughed heartily.
Cecil joined them, too, and Samo welcomed them with a warm bark. He followed their and Nate’s gazes across the woods, and his own eyes widened at the sight of a horse. A horse! The first he had seen since coming to this strange land. A lucky sign, it must be, and it seemed Nate and Cecil saw it too.
The gods would bless this marriage. His resolve strengthened, Samo’s heart quickened. His face grew serious with intent, nose low among the undergrowth. He must now keep his promise, for all their sakes.
These woodlands would be a good place for boar. He had seen glimpses of them with young in the spring. Now, the sounder would be distracted by the autumn rut. And with the understory leaves drying and falling, there were fewer places for them to hide. Less for them to eat, but rich, golden mushrooms sprouted at the bases of certain trees. Having noted their locations in their memory, Samo moved with purpose.
His ears twitched: he could hear the grunting of sows nosing through the leaf litter. At once he motioned to the hunting party.
As a man, he would have looked for the hulking shape first. But as a wolf, the smell hit his nose first. Boar! He would not be far from the sows. Every sense must be trained and alert; all could go wrong if the beast saw him first. He had no spear in his hands to strike from a distance, only a wolf’s teeth and a wolf’s swiftness.
Something heavy and bristled pushed by the saplings, and Samo tensed.
He charged with a snarl towards the boar. Squeals rent the air as the pigs scattered in panic. The boar ran too, but it would not be for long. Soon, it would have to turn and fight. Samo pursued in a loping gait.
Heartened by the chief’s support, Samo smiled. Chakliux, too, distracted him, and he laughed heartily.
If only we could hunt in the sky! Then we would be on equal footing. But there Ko-Ga would surpass us all.
Cecil joined them, too, and Samo welcomed them with a warm bark. He followed their and Nate’s gazes across the woods, and his own eyes widened at the sight of a horse. A horse! The first he had seen since coming to this strange land. A lucky sign, it must be, and it seemed Nate and Cecil saw it too.
The gods would bless this marriage. His resolve strengthened, Samo’s heart quickened. His face grew serious with intent, nose low among the undergrowth. He must now keep his promise, for all their sakes.
These woodlands would be a good place for boar. He had seen glimpses of them with young in the spring. Now, the sounder would be distracted by the autumn rut. And with the understory leaves drying and falling, there were fewer places for them to hide. Less for them to eat, but rich, golden mushrooms sprouted at the bases of certain trees. Having noted their locations in their memory, Samo moved with purpose.
His ears twitched: he could hear the grunting of sows nosing through the leaf litter. At once he motioned to the hunting party.
We must separate. Howl if you find him, and don’t let the sows surround you,Samo told them quietly.
As a man, he would have looked for the hulking shape first. But as a wolf, the smell hit his nose first. Boar! He would not be far from the sows. Every sense must be trained and alert; all could go wrong if the beast saw him first. He had no spear in his hands to strike from a distance, only a wolf’s teeth and a wolf’s swiftness.
Something heavy and bristled pushed by the saplings, and Samo tensed.
He charged with a snarl towards the boar. Squeals rent the air as the pigs scattered in panic. The boar ran too, but it would not be for long. Soon, it would have to turn and fight. Samo pursued in a loping gait.
