"There might be more further down. In any case, we have enough food for the next few days. Can't expect more than that," Tekai says as he pulls the arrow out the duck's carcass. Today could be a great day! Nothing wrong with this one, he thinks, giving the arrow a brief inspection before returning it to the quiver.
"It is good you were so slow this morning Inguar. Otherwise dinner may not have appeared with this clanking great cart upwind scaring everything off!" Tekai crosses the remaining space and jumps up into the vacant seat. The lookout seat.
He only hesitated a moment, then passed the duck into the back before settling in, and unstringing his bow again. In the constant dampness outdoors, the linen strings rarely survived long. Even less if they were kept in tension on the bow.
"It is good you were so slow this morning Inguar. Otherwise dinner may not have appeared with this clanking great cart upwind scaring everything off!" Tekai crosses the remaining space and jumps up into the vacant seat. The lookout seat.
He only hesitated a moment, then passed the duck into the back before settling in, and unstringing his bow again. In the constant dampness outdoors, the linen strings rarely survived long. Even less if they were kept in tension on the bow.