Amlan was a good hunter, and he was aware of that. No prey ever saw the arrow, hidden beneath shadows, coming - and neither did this young boar which he caught this time.
He returned to Alanael hardly an hour later, carrying his large catch on his shoulder. "I got this. It'll have to suffice, but it's quite a big boar, so we should have some left even for breakfast." He gestured the young man to stand up, and follow. "We have to find a safer place to camp... I know of one, which isn't as far as it may seem, but it's shielded by a cliff, and not as dangerous as others. Come, follow me."