After the fairy vani

The prey was a lame ibex, who darted across the hillside and disappeared into the dense undergrowth.,Under these circumstances, tracking was difficult, but he still found a few drops of blood on the leaves and a small tuft of hair rubbed against the trunk.,I don't know when this habit started, but I just feel the urge to touch it whenever I have nothing to do, as if there's an inexplicable connection between me and it.。