Suddenly another solo doe appeared on the other side of the ditch. She was moving quickly til she hit the spot the other doe busted. After some looking around she started to cross. She came up infront but too quick to get a shot in my first lane.
As she moved across she caught wind of the scrape I had freshened earlier and put on the brakes and turned her head away from me. I was at full draw with vitals between a small beech and a huge vine. No room for error but it felt good. The string slipped from my fingers and POP!