I shot him at 18 yards at about 6:45pm on the 16th. I thought I stroked him but he ran for about 40 yards then just started walking and twitching his tail. Went and looked at my arrow and didn’t love what I saw, a lot of fat and some blood. So I backed out for the night and planned on tracking him the next morning. Sure enough after about 20 minutes of searching we found him 70 yards from where I shot him.