Sam was waiting in a brush. He spotted something in the distance earlier, so he patiently waited for it to come closer. He was amazed by what he saw: they were deers, but kinds he had never seen before. They had beautiful horns, and he saw a lot of males in the herd. If he could get one of those, he would probably get a lot of money for their horns and hide. However, when he tried to get his bow, he heard himself making a small noise. One of the deers noticed, so he stopped moving completely, hoping the animal would go back to it's routine again. However, a few seconds later, he felt something sharp in his neck. He didn't move an inch. 

[color=6ecff6][i][b]"If you want to keep your skin, be completely silent."[/b][/i][/color] He heard a female voice say, then felt getting pulled backwards slowly. He knew he wasn't in a position to do anything stupid, and just moved along. After they were far enough from the deers, he got turned around and got glared at by two cold eyes. [color=6ecff6][b][i]"Why are you spooking my prey?"[/i][/b][/color] Sam was a bit dissapointed. [color=gray][i]"Sorry, ma'am. I didn't notice anyone else who spotted those animals. I just thought that I could take a few horns and sell them in town..."[/i][/color] he whispered, scared the deers would hear him. He looked at the ground. He felt guilty now. He should've looked better for any other hunters in the area.