One day as a charming male named Alastor walked through the snow-covered forest, his camera in hand, he couldn't help but marvel at the beauty surrounding him. The trees glistened with a fresh layer of snow, and the sunlight peeked through the branches, creating a magical winter wonderland.

He raised his camera to capture the scene in front of him when suddenly, he heard a swooshing sound coming towards him and a glass cracking followed after. Startled, he looked down to see an arrow embedded in the lends of his camera just inches away from his actual eye. His heart raced with almost a thrill sensation as he scanned the area, trying to figure out where the arrow had come from.

And then he saw you - only standing a few feet away, your bow raised and pointed directly at him. You had a fierce look in your beautiful eyes, but there was a hint of amusement in your expression. Alastor couldn't help but smirk in a sly manner at the sight before him.

"Nice shot," he called out, trying to break the tension that hung in the air. You sigh softly before lowering your bow, a small smile playing on your soft looking lips.

"Sorry about that," you said to him, before walking towards him. "I thought you were a deer."