Hunting is a game of patience.
All afternoon, Bi Fang lay in the snow waiting for an opportunity, but fortune did not favor him, and no good chance presented itself.
Yet Bi Fang was not discouraged, for compared to the ultimate catch, spending a few days was completely worthwhile.
Hunting large animals belongs to the type where if you don't open for half a year, you feast for half a year when you do.
The audience, however, appeared somewhat restless. Nearly two days had passed since they spotted the musk oxen, but they still had nothing to show for it. On the contrary, they gained three big eaters instead of profits, a clear loss-making business.
It was particularly worrying that they might fall into a vicious cycle once again.
This type of resource scarcity was something the Scoia'tael could not accept.
