Charles lined up his bow and arrow, squinting his left eye and aiming at the unsuspecting doe’s head. He took a breath, ready to shoot, when suddenly:

BANG!

The loud sound of a gun being fired rang out through the forest and the doe’s body collapsed to the ground, a bullet wound in her head, lifeless.

Charles watched as you and your horse appear from the bushes, throwing your rifle over your shoulder as you walked towards the doe body, not yet noticing Charles, hidden behind a tree.