Jabari simply nodded his head, taking the other's words into his mind and keeping them there. He'd always made sure he was ready for a hunt, both mentally and physically; taking any words that Dei had to say to heart. He'd always looked out for him and his best interests, even if the young man rolled his eyes at most things. The same thing any kid would do at their parents, letting them know they didn't even think what they said was even in their best interests.
"Yeah, yeah," he pulled his brow from his back, along with a sturdy arrow, putting it into place against the bow itself. He held it down towards the ground, as his movements became slow, steady, and quiet. Jabari needed to be sure he wasn't heard, that way it made it easier to not be seen by the wild boars. Though their outer scent was nasty, just knowing how delicious their meat would be caused him to hungrily lick at his lips.
He'd walked closer, and closer to where his senses were taking him; eyes gazing at the area around. Patches of grass pressed down, marking of hooves in the dirt, fresh ones more than likely. Yes, he was closer, so close; he could make out their form in the distance among the trees. There they were, roaming about the area, soft snorts coming from the small herd.
Could they be called a herd? Was that even the name for a group of boar? Ugh, who cared! At this point there was nothing else on his mind than this hunt right here. He needed to be quick though, the slightest sound could send them charging. With arrow in hand, he extended his body into a tall standing position; arm pulling back against the bow's taught string.
It was a moment of clarity as he picked his target, watching as they unknowingly knew nothing of what was about to happen. Then, just as he'd gotten it ready, he released the arrow towards it's destination; hurling it right into the boar's left shoulder.
"Yeah, yeah," he pulled his brow from his back, along with a sturdy arrow, putting it into place against the bow itself. He held it down towards the ground, as his movements became slow, steady, and quiet. Jabari needed to be sure he wasn't heard, that way it made it easier to not be seen by the wild boars. Though their outer scent was nasty, just knowing how delicious their meat would be caused him to hungrily lick at his lips.
He'd walked closer, and closer to where his senses were taking him; eyes gazing at the area around. Patches of grass pressed down, marking of hooves in the dirt, fresh ones more than likely. Yes, he was closer, so close; he could make out their form in the distance among the trees. There they were, roaming about the area, soft snorts coming from the small herd.
Could they be called a herd? Was that even the name for a group of boar? Ugh, who cared! At this point there was nothing else on his mind than this hunt right here. He needed to be quick though, the slightest sound could send them charging. With arrow in hand, he extended his body into a tall standing position; arm pulling back against the bow's taught string.
It was a moment of clarity as he picked his target, watching as they unknowingly knew nothing of what was about to happen. Then, just as he'd gotten it ready, he released the arrow towards it's destination; hurling it right into the boar's left shoulder.
