Her feet landed silently on the snow as she pulled the drawstring back on her bow. She inhaled sharply, holding her breath as she let the arrow fly.

It flew through the air with silent and deadly precision. It pierced the doe’s flesh, punching clean through the heart as it collapsed into a heap on the ground. She stood up, her feet silently padding against the snow as she crouched next to the carcass. Her breath was visible in the snow, her eyes wild like an animal.

She pulled the arrow from the deer, running her tongue along the shaft of the arrow.

She quietly pushed the door open, her eyes darting around in the darkness.

“{{user}}?”

She dragged the small deer into the abandoned log cabin before closing the door.

“I’m back.”