It was a hot day at the beginning of the Moon of No Dark, and the Forest was drowsy with sun. The trees echoed with birdsong; a warm southeasterly breeze carried the sweetness of lime blossom. After a while, Torak's heartbeats slowed. He heard a clutch of young greenfinches squealing for food in a hazel thicket. He watched a viper basking on a rock. He tried to fix his thoughts on that, but as so often happened, they drifted to Wolf. Wolf would be nearly full-grown by now, but he'd been a cub when Torak had known him: falling over his paws and pestering Torak for lingonberries. . . .
she wouldn't charge. Again the auroch snorted and raked the ferns with her horns. At last she seemed to decide that he wasn't hunting her after all and slumped down in the mud to have a wallow. Torak blew out a long breath. The calf wobbled toward its mother, slipped, bleated, and fell over. The cow auroch raised her head and nosed it to its feet, then lay back to enjoy herself. Crouching behind a juniper bush, Torak wondered what to do. Fin-Kedinn, the clan leader, had sent him to retrieve a bundle of willow bark that had been soaking in the stream; he didn't want to return to camp without it. Neither did he want to get trampled by an auroch. He decided to wait for her to leave. adapted from Spirit Walker: Chronicles of Ancient Darkness #2 by Michelle Paver
12. Which theme can the reader see in this selection? Hunting animals is wrong. A lack of focus can be deadly. Patience is overrated. Nature is not for humans.
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