All defeated prey must be treated with respect, weak or strong.
The hunter has taken a life it did not make.
The least he can do is honour it.
Wisdoms of the Koh'rakh
NARA
Respect
I laid still in the rain, the cold drops falling heavily, plastering my hair to my face and turning the ground beneath me into a slick, muddy mess. The buffalo lay at my feet, its massive body still and lifeless, steam rising faintly from its hide as the rain cooled the last traces of warmth. The world around me seemed muted, only the sounds of rainfall was present.