In a village far away from the nearest town, there was a family of three waking up from the nightly rest preparing for the new day. First to get up was the old Krau, the head of the family, followingly his forty years old wife with red hair also got up with kind of difficulty. Just gently smiling at her old Krau departed from the bedroom to prepare for the big hunt that he will have with his son due to his anniversary.
"Today he is having his 15th birthday, I hope that we will strike well in today´s hunt."
Muttered old Krau under his breath with a face full of worry about his son´s future. No one is to help it, because his son is having his hardest trial today, the trial of blood-hunt in which he will have to hunt to the best of his capabilities just by himself in that dammed forest full of danger. To ease him at least some worry his mother prepared some pack-food for him to eat during travelling or pursuing his prey... Or when fleeing for his life...
"I seriously hope that he will bring some great harvest from his hunt, he already learned everything that is needed for survival so I do not think that he will encounter something that he is not able to get through."
Thinking up to this point made old Krau unhappy so he rather cancelled his train of thoughts and rather prayed for his son to be well off even if he could not bring back some great prey. Preparing a set of reserve leather clothes into his son´s luggage, then confirming the state of bow and arrows and finally checking the edge of the prepared blade he sighed and sheathed the blade while still in his sleeping clothes as there was no time to waste because of his worry. Shooting a glance at the still shut doors he frowned and walked in big strides towards them. When he was just about a meter from them he heard a heavy snorting. That immediately set him ablaze as he kicked the door open and roared.
"You little beast! Do not let me waste my precious saliva on you or else I will skin you alive!"
Woken up young Krau stopped snorting and just steadily remained glancing at his father as it was pretty much a shock to be woken up like this.
"At least this is still working on him."
Snorted old Krau in his mind. Young Krau awoke from his shock, this allowed him to see his father standing in the doorway into his room fiercely glaring at him as if he was some ripe woman ready for picking. His thoughts raced as to why was his father of his glaring at him like that then a sudden emergence of thought awoke him from his sleepy mode that automatically disabled his brain functions. Seeing his son looking around like idiot enraged old Krau even more, he stomped his foot and yelled at him again.
"Are you deaf from your father´s pleasant talking that you cannot hear him any longer or what?! Pack your things and go on the hunt so that you will no longer bring any shame to us!"
Hearing his father usual trash talk young Krau slowly get off from his bed and headed towards his father´s belly.
"No daydreaming, be quick in taking action and always be prepared for something you are not prepared for!"
Suddenly old Krau´s leg shot like a star and struck young Krau´s belly.
"Cought! Cought!"
Young Krau violently coughed a few times as he rolled on the ground.
"Now get up and dress up, I don't want to see you here, you have ten minutes." Old Krau demanded in an authoritative tone.
"Yes, father."