[It's a good twenty minutes passed in silence between the two of them. The cold settles in around them, but John dismisses it. The nights in the desert were frigid, not to mention Norfinbury's days and nights were far worse. He has a purpose here that keeps him from locking up or shivering.
A dark blue elk steps out of the trees on the far shore, not that John can particularly tell what color it is in the scope. It's a young buck, and it's alert, pausing to look around and flick its ears before taking a few more tentative steps out from the treeline.
John breathes deep and lines up the shot, anticipating the crack of the gun, the way it will make the elk startle. A part of him wants to show off. A part of him knows that headshots are more challenging, and he might just embarrass himself, as well. It's been a long time since he's bothered with one-shot kills on something that big. Most of his prey is smaller. Just easier to manage.
But he's feeling lucky tonight. John waits for the elk to paw at the snow and lower its head to go after... something. As soon as it's preoccupied, he pulls the trigger. There's not even a sound from the animal, it just drops. The doctor lowers the rifle. His voice is very calm when he speaks.]
I didn't actually think about dragging that thing back home.
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A dark blue elk steps out of the trees on the far shore, not that John can particularly tell what color it is in the scope. It's a young buck, and it's alert, pausing to look around and flick its ears before taking a few more tentative steps out from the treeline.
John breathes deep and lines up the shot, anticipating the crack of the gun, the way it will make the elk startle. A part of him wants to show off. A part of him knows that headshots are more challenging, and he might just embarrass himself, as well. It's been a long time since he's bothered with one-shot kills on something that big. Most of his prey is smaller. Just easier to manage.
But he's feeling lucky tonight. John waits for the elk to paw at the snow and lower its head to go after... something. As soon as it's preoccupied, he pulls the trigger. There's not even a sound from the animal, it just drops. The doctor lowers the rifle. His voice is very calm when he speaks.]
I didn't actually think about dragging that thing back home.