He gave her a nod and a squeeze on her shoulder before unsheathing his best knife and moving silently away from her. His concentration had moved to the boar. It wasn't as large as the one he and Cami had killed earlier, but that didn't matter. He moved swiftly across the field, about halfway, with his eyes on the animal. When it looked up, spotting him, he moved immediately. He threw the knife easily and fast until it hit its mark, suddenly embedded between the animals eyes. The boar fell over.