“What do you mean?” I turned to Angela, questions written all over my face.
“Did you think that one boar would be enough for the entire pack?” she asked me, smiling from ear to ear, sparks dancing in her eyes. I thought that after we caught the boar, the little run of freedom would end, but it seemed that Angela had completely different plans.
Our little group turned north toward the mountains, and my eyes widened in realization. These mountains were famous for mountain lions and bears. I couldn’t believe it.
“Are you serious?” My excitement grew to a new level and I could feel my blood pumping inside my veins. Hunting deer or boar was nice, but hunting predators who always fought back and never gave their precious lives for free, that was something else.
We headed north slowly, our t
