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