It was a cool damp morning in the dark forest. The kind hunters wait all summer for, knowing on mornings such as this the beasts of the forest search for food. A hunter must be very quiet and keep his movements slow and deliberate so as not to draw the attention of the beasts.
I knew this area well and felt confident that I had slipped into it without alerting the beasts. I stood silent listening for any movement or sounds of them feeding. The bow in my hands felt light as a feather but stout to pull. My quiver was full of deadly arrows, some of which had tasted the blood of the beasts before. I was sure of myself and my weapons.
Then out of nowhere came a growling bark! I had been discovered! Unsure of it’s origin I scanned the forest around me only to catch a glimps of a beast slipping behind an oak trunk. I stood still waiting for more movement knowing there could be others around me. I turned my head slowly and just in time to see the beast move from one tree trunk to another. He was circling me!
I knew I had to move quickly but quietly. With arrow nocked, I moved to get in front of the beast. I lost sight of him but “felt” his presents. The only chance I had now was to out right challenge the beast! I readied my bow and then let out a low growling bark of my own letting him believe I was another of his kind. He answered the challenge.
He was very close and I knew it was only a matter of seconds before he made his move. I raised my bow with fingers tight against the string and looked deep into the leaves and branches around me. Appearing like a ghost I saw him, his dark eyes were fixed on me, he was crouched and ready to pounce!
My bow was up and drawn to anchor, as soon as my fingers touched the corner of my mouth the arrow was gone. WHACK! The arrow had found it’s mark! The beast tumbled to the forest floor. I quickly nocked another for I knew from experience that these beasts were often in pairs or sometimes packs when feeding. The dark forest became quiet again, there were no others here. I would have to move on.My osage selfbow and cane arrows had won this battle of man against beast.