“Hey,” Charles spoke softly, placing his hand on your shoulder, letting you know he was there “Nice find.” He was impressed at the deer you were currently aiming at with your bow and arrow.

He looked between you and the deer repeatedly. “Aim a little higher, trust me.” He whispered as he stood by you, lowering his head just above your shoulder. You did what he said, whistling at the deer and letting your arrow loose. Perfectly in the neck.