This is a relatively dense forest that can block the wind.
Smoke can drive away mosquitoes.
He patiently processes the arrow shafts by the fire.
He feels he needs more arrows.
He has no idea what could have happened with the West Valley Village hunting team.
He hopes for good news rather than bad news.
Firewood is very abundant.
Behind him is a very high earthen slope, the sandy soil is very loose and clean.
In fact, this type of slope is suitable for digging holes. With a hole, one can crawl in to sleep, greatly improving comfort.
But he has no tools.
The night is truly dark.
There is no sound around, the noise of him polishing the arrow shafts seems a bit jarring.
The straighter and smoother the arrow shaft, the better.
Each arrow is over a meter in length.
Because they're difficult to make, he's reluctant to shoot them casually.
Now, without metal tools, polishing them requires a great deal of effort.
