Bitterroot Valley A Mix of Lives comes with Curses and Blessings

Today Esaro felt motivated to practice his solo hunting. Not only did he want to improve his skill but he also wanted to become impressive. It's obvious he had a long way to go but he figured that's how it all starts. If he wanted to get better then all he has to do is try hard which is exactly what he has been doing. He's been chasing a rabbit for quite a while now. The chase went through woods, fields, and even pass a stream. It felt like the rabbit was mucking Esaro's ability to hunt, as if it enjoyed the chase.

After all the effort he put into it, he just ended up too tired to continue. He couldn't really run anymore and so the rabbit got away. He admitted defeat but next time he'll catch that rabbit. He just needed to try even harder.

He needed to catch his breath so he decided that it was best to just lay down where he was and rest a bit. After a little look around he noticed he was a bit far from the packlands, Much more than usual. Once he recovered his stamina he figured he would continue to hunt a little more around here. Maybe he'll find that rabbit again.