Beyond Belief (Clan of the Ice Mountains Book 4) by Bills C. S

Author:Bills, C. S. [Bills, C. S.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: action adventure fantasy Clan of the Ice Mountains
Publisher: Highest Hope Publishing
Published: 2016-07-14T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Attu shared a nuknuk hole with Rusik. He’d been pleased to see the man had learned from his first few hunts and now stood back from the hole at a reasonable distance. Attu had thought Rusik would want to hunt with his son, but Rusik said Kossu was nervous and preferred hunting with Suka and Tingiyok his first time out with the other men.

Attu understood. “I wanted to prove myself to my father so badly that I botched my first few nuknuk hunts, throwing my spear too soon and scaring away any game that came close.”

Rusik laughed. “I may do that as well. This is so different from hunting game on land like we Seers always did. My son may well bring a nuknuk home to his mother before I do.”

Attu heard the pride in Rusik’s voice. So far, Rusik hadn’t been able to spear his own nuknuk. But he desires his son’s success in the hunt over his own. He is a good father and a true hunter.

Rusik still had trouble crouching and remaining motionless, but Attu knew such ability required much practice for most hunters. They sat opposite the hole now, and Attu’s mind drifted while his eyes and ears remained alert.

Finally, a bubble broke the surface. Attu’s spear shot out and was first to hit the nuknuk. Rusik’s spear followed. The two men grabbed their ropes and pulled, each at an angle away from the other, but both in the same direction away from the hole.

“We have only angered it,” Attu hollered as the two pulled on the thrashing nuknuk. “We hit no vital organs. Be careful of its tusks.”

Rusik had a huge grin on his face as he pulled, and Attu remembered the thrill of the first few times he’d speared one of these large animals. Even now, Attu still felt a surge of excitement at the kill.

Attu stopped pulling when he thought they were far enough onto solid ice. He approached the animal cautiously. It had stopped thrashing, but was breathing heavily, and there was little blood. Attu pulled at the rope connected to his spear. He knew he needed to spear it again before getting any closer.

“No!” Attu shouted, as Rusik rushed past him toward the now-still nuknuk. “He’s not-”

Rusik screamed as the animal thrashed its powerful head and caught his lower leg with its tusks. Attu heard a sickening ripping sound as the tusks tore through Rusik’s hide pants and into his muscles. Rusik fell, and the animal rose up on its front flippers, arching its head back and striking Rusik’s chest and abdomen with its twin points of sharpened bone. Rusik screamed again, then fell silent.

Attu pulled his spear loose and hauled it in by its rope. He threw it again, catching the animal in the side and forcing it to turn away from Rusik. He pulled out his killing club. Attu knew he could be impaled as easily as Rusik had been, but he had to remove the threat. The animal might strike Rusik again in its anger.

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