Me and Tara decided that we were gonna go explore the area at the bottom of the cliffs. As we were making our way down the cliffs, we were attacked by a wolf. After a decent fight, Tara got a few winning shots at the wolf with her bow. The beast died as it slid down the hill.
"Those were some good shots, babe," I said to Tara. "That beast just slid down that hill dead."
"Thanks, Ricky," Tara replied. "I love my bow!"
Me and Tara are now continuing down the cliffs. Hopefully, there won't be any more interruptions.