EXITING UPDATE! DEACON HAS BEEN GIFTED A TERRY CULKIN CARTOON FOR THIS PIECE.

BANG!

The sound of my rifle echoes through the mountains.  I see where my bullet ripped into the flesh of my target. I hear the noise, victims fall, I grin. 

I look at my cousin. We start trekking to find the stag. We come across a fast flowing river, and attempting to cross the river – we are not successful. We start to lumber downstream, luckily we find a slow moving stream. 

We cross the stream, then we jaunt back upstream to find the stag… “but where did it go” she yelled. 

I fear we will never find that stag again.