the hunt after Samhain part two ( to all)

"*whispers* he's yours Isil...aim and take a deep breathe before you shoot..." I look at Gonfindle and nod before aiming the arrow at the deer's chest. "*breathes in and releases the arrow* he's down...*looks at the fallen deer* come, let's put the animal out of misery before it has too much pain." I say but Gonfindle who already stands near the deer looks up and says "not necessary, you've killed him with one shot...*sighes* a former alfa male from a herd...old and dangerously hurt *points* look at the flank." I take a closer look and see a rather fresh wound at the left side of the deer. "*looks around* over there is a big branch, we can transport him back to the village..." I suggest.
"*grins* a splendid idea...*hears the sound of a horn* must be Uther, who knows he has the bear." Gonfindle says back while helping me with binding the dead animal onto the branch. Together we begin to carry it back to the village. On the road we meet Uther and his hunt party. "*looks at the deer* Yumm, that shall be a big feast. A big bear, a deer and a few rabbits." Uther speaks before pointing at the men who transport the bear. "*looks at him* well Isilheledh here has shot him with one arrow." Gonfindle says.
"*looks at me* really? then you are better than your father who has shot a skunk.*begins to laugh* nah, don't worry, from the fur of the bear a coat can be made..." Uther begins
"a fur coat for you Uther, after all you've shot him..." my father says. I look at Gonfindle who nods almost invisible.We both have seen the arrogance coming from Uther. "*whispers*he deliberatly humiliated your father."
"*whispers back* I know Gonfindle, but my father is wise enough not to respond." In silence the group returns to the village and by the time we get there a wild pig is added to the list of meat. Shot by Gonfindle with one arrow. "*sees the group returning* ah there they are, let the feast begin, the butcher shall take care of the meat along with the women." Lancelot speaks. Uther walks closer to him and says "while the men shall place tables in a large circle around two large fires, and ladies, do your best..."
"*snaps fingers* I'll make some dessert, chocolate pudding, cake, ricepudding, cookies," I say.
"*laughs a bit* you really think that you can make that within an hour?" Gonfindle asks.
"You forget that I made most of my merchandise early this morning while you were still sleeping." I answer causing Lancelot and my father to laugh. As said the women prepared the meat and several men made two huge bonfires, and while the sun set in the sky, the meat roasted above the fires, while beer and wine flew richly. "*stands up* my friends, the occasion of all this is the fact that my beloved wife is pregnant, plus*hears rumour* please let me finish...plus I want to celebrate the courage of the people here and...well simply because I'm in the mood for a huge party.." Uther speaks. Lancelot also raises from his chair and says "I'd like to propose a toast, to Uthers unborn child, may it be healthy, but I also want to propose a toast, to my son, and his beloved one...*raises his glass* cheers!" I see Uther nod and drink from his glass. Bards begin to play their music and under a bright full moon we people of Dun Natal feast.

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> "whispers he's yours Isil...aim and take a deep breathe before you shoot..." I look at Gonfindle and nod before aiming the arrow at the deer's chest. "breathes in and releases the arrow he's down...looks at the fallen deer come, let's put the animal out of misery before it has too much pain." I say but Gonfindle who already stands near the deer looks up and says "not necessary, you've killed him with one shot...sighes a former alfa male from a herd...old and dangerously hurt points look at the flank." I take a closer look and see a rather fresh wound at the left side of the deer. "looks around over there is a big branch, we can transport him back to the village..." I suggest. > "grins a splendid idea...hears the sound of a horn must be Uther, who knows he has the bear." Gonfindle says back while helping me with binding the dead animal onto the branch. Together we begin to carry it back to the village. On the road we meet Uther and his hunt party. "looks at the deer Yumm, that shall be a big feast. A big bear, a deer and a few rabbits." Uther speaks before pointing at the men who transport the bear. "looks at him well Isilheledh here has shot him with one arrow." Gonfindle says. > "looks at me really? then you are better than your father who has shot a skunk.begins to laugh nah, don't worry, from the fur of the bear a coat can be made..." Uther begins > "a fur coat for you Uther, after all you've shot him..." my father says. I look at Gonfindle who nods almost invisible.We both have seen the arrogance coming from Uther. "whispershe deliberatly humiliated your father." > "whispers back I know Gonfindle, but my father is wise enough not to respond." In silence the group returns to the village and by the time we get there a wild pig is added to the list of meat. Shot by Gonfindle with one arrow. "sees the group returning ah there they are, let the feast begin, the butcher shall take care of the meat along with the women." Lancelot speaks. Uther walks closer to him and says "while the men shall place tables in a large circle around two large fires, and ladies, do your best..." > "snaps fingers I'll make some dessert, chocolate pudding, cake, ricepudding, cookies," I say. > "laughs a bit you really think that you can make that within an hour?" Gonfindle asks. > "You forget that I made most of my merchandise early this morning while you were still sleeping." I answer causing Lancelot and my father to laugh. As said the women prepared the meat and several men made two huge bonfires, and while the sun set in the sky, the meat roasted above the fires, while beer and wine flew richly. "stands up my friends, the occasion of all this is the fact that my beloved wife is pregnant, plushears rumour please let me finish...plus I want to celebrate the courage of the people here and...well simply because I'm in the mood for a huge party.." Uther speaks. Lancelot also raises from his chair and says "I'd like to propose a toast, to Uthers unborn child, may it be healthy, but I also want to propose a toast, to my son, and his beloved one...raises his glass cheers!" I see Uther nod and drink from his glass. Bards begin to play their music and under a bright full moon we people of Dun Natal feast.
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