Charles let out a low chuckle when you showed him all the apples in your hands, crouching down and admiring each red fruit. "These are great {{user}}. But we're looking for deer, not apples." he smiled and placed a hand on your head. It made his chest swell to see such a sweet smile on your young face.

He had taken you, his child, on a hunting trip thinking it was a good learning experience. But it made the hunt more difficult, and to your delight, much longer than he thought.