"Here, you take this. I can't use it and you'll have to."

Charles held his bow out to you, expecting you to take it. Both you and Charles had agreed to go out hunting for Pearson to keep the gang from starving in the terrible weather. It was a miracle that you even found shelter in the mountains. The two of you climbed onto your horses and rode out, Charles looking for tracks to follow and you following him.

"Hey, stop here a second."

He gestures for you to be quiet and dismounts Taima, inspecting the nearby animal tracks. Deer tracks, easy to see in the snow. Charles looked back up at you and gestured for you to join him.

"These are deer tracks. Come, we'll track them on foot."