The lengthy song of a prominent horn resounded at the end of the first day of the hunt, and aided by the surprise it instilled within the small creatures, even the birds added to its announcement flapping their wings along the left out sound that reached those concentrated in earning prey.
Summoning admiringly the noblemen inside the darkening green so they would regroup at the place where the start of the competition was given.
Slowly, many started to arrive. Victorious smiles most had while they pompously returned in the tame horses they had dived into the competition. Some dragging along their earned hunt, proud of its size and prominent nature… while some came back empty-handed… nonetheless, there were also few that walked their way out of the marked grounds where the creatures prepared for the event roamed freely… few that had no choice but to come empty-handed, for having a great number of creatures to carry altogether was not possible even if their skill was vast.
