Hunters need FOOD.
And there's no food like Nana's special feasts!
With full bellies, the hunters await the signal.
With their prey in sight, the hunters must bury their primal instincts and put on civil airs.
Then they're off!
These hunters must have keen eyesight.
Just watching the hunters at work is entertainment in itself.
SUCCESS! One hunter finds the prized prize egg. (The Christmas "camo" must've given him the edge.)
Meanwhile, the hunters' elders observe the activity from their safe perches:
At hunt's end, the eggcellent hunters assess their haul.
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