"Hang on son, I got ya!" The coarseness of my father, Gorge, voice sounded through the air, causing my shoulders to slump with relief. My father shot the fox with a bow, it slicing through the entire body. The fox fell limp and I gazed in front of me, not even realizing that have my face had been destroyed and demolished. I panted, breathin' heavily. My chest heaved up and down in enormous speed and flickers of a smirk began to grow.