Pete was out hunting, He had a something rifle in his hand, and he was walking along the trail. Usually he would find dear along this trail, which would be pretty helpful in feeding the group. He was hoping he could catch at least one, maybe even two if he was lucky but he was an entirely sure.

As he walked, he took notice of the storm clouds It seems like there would be a rainstorm coming. That he didn't mind all that much, the thunder and lightning would take the walker's minds off of the people, and distract them for a little while.