zealous trophy
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
burrow for a trap
pistons or boots
always causes discomfort
which direction
much by speed as by force
Hunting mainly at dusk
undoubtedly in reservoirs
hunter who raised them
requires maximum
southern boundary
impassable scrublands
inconvenience gives hunters
cannon can dive
commensurate with
hold the lips
steal domestic birds
fresh aspen branches
the speakers willingly take
meat for them an unusual
incidentally captured
lower back
direct accordance
baiting the greyhounds
little frequented by hunters
drag it in front of him
led to the reorientation
almost universal hunting
freeze their hands
hunting with dogs
hold weapons
Tyumen region
hares during the night
stuffed animal
switched to Pakistan
your smell will disappear
In some areas
resolutely stopped
beast always comes
flowing lowland
looking around
biggest advantage
peasants attacked
which are even closer
larger fraction
knife and blade
