Originally, she had wanted to bring back a hind leg as food.
But she remembered that tonight there was a "Maiden Snail" baked sweet potato.
Hannah bent down to pick up the fallen bow and arrow, then started back with cheerful steps.
A nearby tree made a noise as the wind blew.
Hannah glanced over.
The sky had already darkened, and the warm yellow of dusk could easily deceive the eyes, making everything around look hazy and indistinct.
"Is anyone there?"
Hannah stopped in her tracks, considering whether to go over and take a look.
The wind blew again, rustling the leaves.
A shadow quickly leaped into the bushes.
It looked somewhat like a cat or another animal with nimble movements, like a rabbit.
Hannah did not continue forward but instead hummed a tune as she walked away.
The boy hiding in the dark breathed a sigh of relief.
He hadn't expected the girl's vigilance to be so good.
No wonder she could survive alone in Bligh.
