Post by Zakk Loreblood on Dec 24, 2008 16:25:45 GMT -5
Zak jumped from a treetop to the river bank. He sniffed the air and patted the soil with his hand. He then took off his gloves and mask, along with his bow and quiver, to take a drink from the river. The sent of the air told him that this was a nice hunting ground for the time being (aside from the obvious factors: Water, shrubs, ect.).