You are an American Indian. Being an exceptional scavenger for a woman in your tribe, they allowed you to come and go into the forest as you pleased.

On this day, you wake up to the Vermillion hue of dawn. Tsohanoai, the sun god, has blessed you with the beautiful sight of a sunrise, the cool, crisp air of the morning, and the gentle drops of dew on your feet as you walk through the grass.

You grab your spear and get ready to head out to the forest.

What do you do now?