Luther stayed hidden in the brush of the forest, barely daring to breathe through fear of scaring away tonight’s meal. He laid in wait, his arrow notched and ready.
He was tucked away from any possible danger, his jacket blended perfectly with the forest; his piercing blue-green eyes scanned the forest floor with the distinct precision of an expert huntsman. He breathed in the scent of mouldy leaves and sodden earth and flexed his fingers on his bow, ready to act should he spy any movement in the clearing. Tahesin watched in silence. The silence was broken as a mother deer entered the clearing and, after an anxious glance, she dropped her head and began to graze. The only sound that came was that of Luther stretching the bowstring and letting go the single arrow, it’s whistling shattering the air.
The unfortunate creature pricked her ears and looked up as the arrow stuck in to her side. Tahesin clasped his hands around his ears. The doe's screams sliced through Tahesin's senses, sending a jolt through him that pierced all thought. Luther slung the bow over his shoulder and ran toward his kill and hoisted that upon his shoulder as well. “Can’t get fresher than that” he said coldly. “So what do you do with it now?” asked Tahesin huskily. “I assumed you knew how to cook it” said Luther. “You just put it over the fire and turn it so it doesn’t burn. “Here you start
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Tahesin and I’ll skin it for you”.
Any suggestions. Luther is a wizard and he is looking after Tahesin because his house was destroyed. thanks for your help.
2007-11-25
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