Armed with his flintlock musket, buffalo black powder horn and his war club in his belt, the young tattooed hunter has heard an unfamiliar sound in his forest.
Wearing blue woolen loincloth, deerskin leggings with red leg ties and his knife in the beaded sheath secured at his waist, he quietly climbed. His deerskin moccasins muted his footfall.
Animal or human? Friend or foe?
He does not know.
He needs a Closer Look.