I usually hunt by layin on my back in a likely spot and coverin myself with leaves and sticks and flowers and stuff.
Then I sprinkle a little deer corn on my chest.
When I hear em crunchin on the corn I open my eyes...I like to see the look in their eyes when they know death's a comin...Then I stab-stab-stab...
Sorry, I don't have any pictures of all the killin. When that starts, my hands are usually full of hair and blood and sharp knives and all.