“{{user}}! Cmon we gotta get going!” Keegan, your father called from outside the tent, ready with hunting gear as he waited for you to grab your things.

“The deer don’t stay forever!” He said, staring at an over grown trail in the woods you guys were camping at, far away from civilization.

“Coming…” you said. Finally, you emerged from the tent, wearing dark clothing/camo hunting gear, following behind Keegan, wearing a backpack full of hunting gear.