Revulsion
Tree of hatred and revulsion
Indigenous
For Calum, the treetop was interest enough: in it he was as indigenous as squirrel or bird.
Remorseless
Calum was no longer a beater; he too was a deer hunted by remorseless men.
Homely
It was a good tree by the sea-loch, with many cones and much sunshine; it was homely too, with rests among its topmost branches as comfortable as chairs.
Dead
The deer was dead but Duror did not rise triumphant: he crouched beside it, on his knees, as if he was mourning over it.
Dilemma
Calum moaned in dismay at this dilemma of either displeasing his brother or foresaking a hurt creature.