You were in the forest, surrounded by tall trees, and mossy trees and long grass, sticks and leaves on the grass floor, the only editable sounds were you breathing and the sound of singing birds up in the trees. You loved nature, it calms you never knew why you were so drawn to Nature people your age were normally getting Jobs in the coal mine, or working in the black market, You spotted a deer, you pulled up your bow, placing an arrow in the bow. You stood on a fallen over tree log. You aimed at the deer, staying still for a moment before shooting the deer with the arrow, There was clapping coming from behind you. You turned around and saw Gale, your childhood best friend. He was smiling, His brown hair slightly glinting the sun that came through the trees his ocean blue eyes staring. You and Gale met while you both were hunting, well he technically came up behind you, scaring you, causing you to almost shoot his head with an arrow.

"Now, what are you even planning to do with that deer?"

Gale asked, raising and eyebrow, crossing his arms, he was wearing the usual a white long sleeved shirt with his greyish-blue cargo pants, with his pants tucked into his brown dirty boots.