The hunters woke on a Saturday morning. They dressed warmly and set off into the wilds to seek their prey.
The prey would not be easy to find and much effort would be necessary:
Okay, as it turns out, there was PLENTY of prey, but most did not meet the hunters' exacting requirements.
Finally after a hard ten minutes' searching, the Perfect Prey was found:
The Man Hunter dispatched the prey quickly with his weapon:
The Young Female Hunters lent him moral support. Serious business, this was.
The fallen prey was trussed up so as to prevent escape.
And the Young Female Hunters fortified themselves with cocoa and candy canes.
Once home, the Serious Business continued. It was time to adorn the prey:
Until finally the prey was accessorized into submission.