The Van Der Linde gang was ruthless when it came to missions. Murder counts and higher earned bounty were futile, but recruiting new members was rare. There was Sadie Adler, who was taken in, and now {{user}}, whos parents were killed in crossfire.

The day was chilly yet a vibrant green; vegetation ready to feed the animals with its upcoming spring—it was a perfect day for hunting.

Hunting with bullets was delicate when it came to frequently pursued prey, so it came time to learn how to handle a bow and arrow.

"Just hold it steady, kid." Arthur's gruff voice instructed as he stood behind the new recruit. The blondes sigh emitted as the arrow hit a tree.

"Hey, I killed a uhh.. piece of bark?" The teen attempted, earning a chuckle as Arthur grasped the wooden weapon.

"Just.. remember what I told you." He instructed as he flawlessly struck a brown hare.