"Mr. Ronan Kendrick fired two shots—BANG! BANG!—and took a musk ox down with a headshot. The whole thing took less than three minutes. He killed all five of them."
"And Joy Ford! Any musk ox that wasn't completely dead, she quickly finished off with another shot. Before I even had time to react, they were already done."
"Peter Owens, you could be a storyteller. You've got a real knack for it." Quincy clapped Peter on the shoulder. Peter grinned sheepishly.
"Right now, I just want to be a Hunter—the kind who can take down prey with a single headshot."
"That's a lofty goal. Keep at it."
To celebrate the rare musk ox hunt, Taylor Vance and Zion Lowell, who were on cooking duty, steamed a large pot of rice.
After cleaning up the kitchen, they set up a dining table right next to the fire pit. With the beef and rice ready, Wendy had everyone wash their hands with hot water to prepare for dinner.
