Hunter part two....... The cold night air suddenly gave way to an even colder darker place as the hunter slammed into the deep river. As suddenly as he hit the water the strong current began carrying him swiftly away to the west twisting and turning him until he had no idea of his place on earth nor what direction would bring him to the surface. The same cold air that seemed so deadly as he fell the thirty feet to the rivers surface now gives life the hunter as he takes a long needed breath. He swims hard for the shoreline and is elated when his moccasins find purchase on dry land.
Smoked bison skin leather clothing sheds most water and snow for the hunter but the fall into the river soaked completely through. Digging into his warbag the hunter retrieves his bowdrill and begins searching the forest for dry tinder to make a lifegiving fire that will dry out his clothing and hopefully ward off any possible return of the giant maneating cat that nearly made a meal of him. Part three tomorrow
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Of course I like the name Braven for your hunter. Symbolizing strength and resilience against all odds and integrity in the face of every decision worthy obstacle. Brave and true to the end.
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