One fine morning as a loud ringing echoed in the surroundings, blaring into the ears of a person. As the person woke up, they groaned quietly and slowly turned off the alarm as it got quite annoying for them. The person, who's name is unknown, is a male, 5'11, pale white and in their mid 20s, started walking to their bathroom. Few minutes past and they walk out, all dressed up with a camo shirt and pants with some boots on...
The man then proceeds to grab his items, a small backpack with few food and beverages, including baits and such, he also grabbed a Recurved Hunter's Bow and his quiver with at least 20 arrows in it. He yawned and walked out the house, the sun shines into his eyes as he scoffed and looked away, needing slight adjustments. Our hunter then started making his way to the deep forest...
He went down a route that he normally does, he remembers it well since he's being doing this work ever since he was fourteen years of age. He slowly made his way to a small camp and smiled slightly, sitting down at one of the logs. It took him roughly around two hours to reach where he got to, he setup his bag and took out some snacks to eat till night time...