Li Long hesitated as he watched the wolves prowling near the rubbish heap.
Should he shoot the wolves or the wild boars?
He felt that, properly prepared, wild boar tasted better than wolf. After all, wild boars were omnivores, while wolves ate mostly meat. Generally speaking, herbivores tasted better than carnivores.
But Li Long only hesitated for half a minute before the wolves denied him much of a chance. The three wolves prowled around a little, then disappeared into the grass.
There was plenty of tall grass nearby, and this did not seem to be anyone's pasture. Nobody had cut the grass, so once the wolves slipped inside and lay down, the dim light made it difficult for Li Long to locate them.
Then he would keep waiting.
Li Long thought it over and realized something. Were these wolves planning to hunt wild boars here?
Otherwise, why would they hide?
If the wolves intended to leave, they would not simply vanish into the grass. They would run off along a ridge or down a valley.
That left only one possibility.
Li Long suddenly grew a little excited. Partly because he might have guessed the truth, and partly because he might get to play the waiting predator again shortly-whether he shot wolves or wild boars, he could take his time dealing with things afterward.
What came next was a test of patience, and whether he could seize his chance.
The sky slowly brightened. It was not the sort of brightness that suddenly opened up his view; he gradually felt that he could see just a little farther.
The grass, the trees, the patch of rooted-up ground, and the rubbish grew a little clearer.
Dew was forming too. Lying there, Li Long felt a little chilly. It was late autumn now, and