“Get up!” Jake patted Camille’s shoulder and Camille rolled over and sat up. She was still half asleep.

“What time is it? She asked grumpily as she tried waking up more. She hated being wakened up especially when she was in the middle of a good dream.

“Four in the morning and we got to meet the others at Seven Eleven in half an hour.” Jake walked out of the room so Camille could dress.

‘Too early,’ she thought to herself as she got up and threw some clothes on and grabbed her stuff.  A half hour later they were at Seven Eleven.

“Watch out for the elusive talking moose!” the cashier joked as she grinned and winked at the group as they left. “I want stories!” she hollered after them.

“We’ll have stories, don’t worry!” Joe hollered back as he waved and tripped out the door.

The group of six took their spots on the mountain and slept while they waited for sunrise; which was in just an hour.

“Jake,” Camille whispered. “Get up! I see a buck.”

The two got out quietly and took aim. He was motionless for a moment as he fixed it in his shot.

“I ain’t gonna get it without hitting the doe.” Jake whispered as he lowered his gun and stepped back.

“Damn Doe,” Camille bit on her nail.

The deer ran off into the trees before Jake could get a good clean shot.

For the next few hours gun fire rang through the air like fireworks.

“What the hell?” Jake grinned as he shook his head. “Maybe we should have sat somewhere else.”

“Yeah,” Camille sighed then sat up quickly. “Look! Coyote!” She pointed to the top of the other hill.

“He’s at full speed,” Jake observed then shot at it but missed.

“You’re an ass! Don’t shoot it!” Camille frowned as she grabbed her cappuccino. Camille never like when people shot at animals for the fun of it. She figured if you was gonna shot at it make sure you were gonna eat the damn thing and not just leave it there.

“I hate them damn things,” Jake frowned and started up the truck. “Let’s meet the others!”

“Who’s walking the trees?” Joe asked when the group met up in the middle.

“How about the guys?” Jake suggested as he shrugged and everyone agreed.

“Watch them try to feed us a bullshit story about the elusive talking Moose.” Camille chuckled after the guys left and made their way into the trees.