The
slender boy nodded and patted his hunting bow slung on his belt. "And meat we shall have come the morning."
Hari had a few
bolts left in the quiver and that would be enough. He was not considered a deadshot for nothing.
“And there’s fish in the Dark Pool," Hari gestured at the inky waters. "...we can catch come the morning.”
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