Star tagged along after Halla, enjoying the beauty of the weeping woods. It was a lovely afternoon. A blue sky shown above and a number of puffy white clouds were moving their way across the sky. The trees swayed gently in the breeze. A warm summer day, perfect for hunting. Star slowed to a stop as Halla did, looking ahead to see the boar. Scanning it for injuries he noted the number of punctures and wished they'd brought one of their spears. Even injured this would be a difficult fight for them. Perhaps they could lure it into the water? With its greater weight it was far more likely to get stuck in the mud. That might give them another avenue of attack. Star crouched and eyed the boar.
