I sighed, cradling the little antelope as I walked back. In front of the tent, Hunter was pacing anxiously. Seeing me return safely, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Did something happen? I heard animal cries... and then you were gone!" He quickly approached, concern evident in his voice.
I shook my head and lifted the small antelope in my arms, briefly recounting what had happened.
"Thank you, Alina," Hunter said with a warm smile.
"Why do you always thank me when something like this happens?" I couldn't help but ask. "Do you think all these animals are your responsibility?"
"They're like my children," Hunter replied, his gaze falling gently on the little antelope in my arms. His tone was tender.
My heart stirred slightly. He truly treated these animals as if they were his own childre
