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