I felt God speak to me and tell me I needed to do something for someone who loves hunting like me. I decide to take a youth hunter out on a new 6 acre permission property I acquired and helped him get a nice 9 pointer. Fast forward to the evening of October 10th, 2026. I was watching about 8 does and fawns feeding under some oak trees when I heard some twigs snap. I look and see this buck. I watch him walk straight infront of my tree at 10 yards and work to about 35ish yards. The does at this point scatter all over the place and two are standing directly under my treestand. I quietly get the crossbow while trying to not make any noise and raise it up on him. At this point he is steeply quartering away so I put the crossairs at about his last rib and let the Megameat broadhead eat. He takes off and dips out of sight. I get down about an hour later after making sure no deer were around. After so quick searching I find the bolt coated in blood, head down a trail with heavy tracks in it, find blood, continue down the trail and find even more blood, shortly after about 70 yards I find him!