trying to get comfortable
A story about boar hunting
The fourth night I sit on the tower, the guard of the boar. Just today I have to get it. Yes, today, and this particular boar. Firstly, I am leaving at night, and secondly, it’s not just a boar, but a beast that I haven’t seen in my rather large practice. For three nights in a row, he goes out to my tower at the same time, walks in circles, snorts, cracks with branches, but is not substituted for the shot. However, today I prepared a surprise, and he must make a mistake. But everything is in order. Continue reading
peasants attacked
inconvenience gives hunters
hunter who raised them
hunting with dogs
which direction
Hunting mainly at dusk
biggest advantage
hares during the night
almost universal hunting
fresh aspen branches
lower back
led to the reorientation
direct accordance
cannon can dive
beast always comes
little frequented by hunters
your smell will disappear
requires maximum
incidentally captured
In some areas
hold weapons
meat for them an unusual
southern boundary
which are even closer
drag it in front of him
freeze their hands
flowing lowland
undoubtedly in reservoirs
much by speed as by force
stuffed animal
commensurate with
burrow for a trap
hold the lips
always causes discomfort
baiting the greyhounds
impassable scrublands
larger fraction
switched to Pakistan
steal domestic birds
Tyumen region
knife and blade
resolutely stopped
pistons or boots
looking around
the speakers willingly take
