Dakota and myself (zak) have been watching multiple bucks all summer and this one read the script. He came out along with 15 other deer in a soybean field, fed all afternoon. Finally he worked his way 40 yards from us. I ranged it, she clicked the safety off her crossbow and squeezed the trigger. This was her first good buck — and full velvet at that — all on the opening evening of bow season. That deer went to the taxidermist the next day.