The wind blew over that undulant Grey Hill, creating green waves over the meadow. Everything seemed so quiet and harmonious.
It was afternoon while the sun was hanging high. Some mature deer were wandering among those low buckthorns on one side of the meadow. Lowering their heads, they were enjoying the sweet and juicy berries on the buckthorns. For all the animals in the Ice and Snow Wilderness, this was the best season in of the year.
The wind breezing over the meadow, causing the one-man high weeds to rustle. Meanwhile, the wind also brought other sounds and smells.
Seemingly feeling something, some of the wild adult deer suddenly grew still as they raised their heads to look around. Soon after that, they started to escape out of panic.
The moment they started to speed up, air-breaking sounds had arrived. In a split second, there were javelins inserted in the deer's previous location. One of the deer's neck had been pierced. With a wail, it fell to the ground.
