My mother told me that my father had just left. Before he left, he told my mother that he needed to go hunting to prepare dinner for tonight.
"I told him there was enough food in the farmhouse to last us through the night, but he insisted on going out!" my mother said uneasily. "I'm afraid he didn't go hunting!"
"If he didn't go looking for food, where else could he go?" I asked doubtfully. "If he ran around, it would be terrible if he met the guards!"
"Maybe Father just wanted to get some air!" Susan appeared out of nowhere. She said coldly, "After all, he had a big argument with Mother and almost got into a fight! I'm afraid he doesn't want to face Mother now. I believe he will return later when his anger subsides!"