The wind howled through the trees that night.
On one hand, he didn’t have to worry about making too much
noise. On the other hand, the trail he was following was elusive to begin with.
Just as he began to worry he’d lost it entirely, he found a
fresh hoofmark in some mud, not a minute old, leading into a small clearing
inside a grove of trees. He readied his bow and slowly walked in.
As the creature jumped onto his back from the trees above,
he cursed the bounty poster not mentioning it was intelligent, before he passed
out.
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