Earlier,
"Maybe we chose the wrong place to hunt, we should head towards South, I think pheasants have flocked up there!"
The two heiresses decided to take their hunt towards the southern part of the forest where the possibility of getting potential hunts were better, as per their assumptions.
The day was at it's peak, so was sun, but as they ventured deeper into the south, the path grew increasingly dense, filled with dry leaves and broken branches. The canopy overhead was so thick, that it filtered the sunlight. Song Lin was literally sprinting, ten steps ahead of Xiao Jane.
"Slow down! You'll scare the animals away with your heavy rustle!" she yelled but Song Lin refused to heed to her advice.
She had proposed a wild boar hunt in a fit of rage, but now the anger was turning into a deep seated need to prove herself, to confront and conquer her prize.
