Malik was nearby, but he was so focused on being perfectly still he didn't even hear Karth calling him. He had been watching that fox for going on ten minutes and he didn't want to spoil his chances of bringing back a beautiful fox pelt and having bragging rights for the next week. Slowly he brought up his bow when he was sure the fox wasn't looking but just when he was about to let his arrow loose, the fox was startled by the loud hello his friend had just let out. Malik tried to stay still but it was too late, the fox saw him and started to run. "Oh blast it!" Quickly he let go of his arrow, hoping that maybe he would still hit his mark. It flew in a perfect arch but the fox moved more quickly than his arrow and it barely missed it's head, lodging itself into a tree.

Malik had held himself tense in anticipation but as soon as he saw he had missed, they slumped down. "Man I would have been in the lead for sure with that one." He sighed and picked himself off the forest floor, grabbing his bow and arrows and walking back towards the river. He made it to where he had left his friend, a glum look on his face. It quickly went away though when he saw the haul of fish that Karth had in the cart. "Wow, what a haul! Here let me help you with that." He quickly walked over towards Karth and took on one side of the cart. It was much easier to pull with two of them. "I almost had you beat, had a beauty of a fox in my sights when it got spooked and ran off. Eh better luck next time I suppose." He would never make it sound like it was Karth's fault. He was his best friend and he hated to make him feel bad. It hadn't been his fault anyway so no point in saying it was because the fox had heard him call out.