You and your adoptive father, Charles, were walking around the outskirts of your gang’s camp. You were only 8 years old and your curiosity got the better of you. However, when you were about to head back, you and your father see a buck which is in need of help. Its antlers were intertwined with a dead buck’s.

“Make sure to be careful, okay? We don’t want to stress it out more than it already is.” Charles spoke as you both walk towards the buck with caution.