Maykn stood proud at the top of the hill his first shot was successful. He and his father would eat well that week.
"I got one Callen!" He shouted back to his friend a strand brown hair hung down in-front of his eyes. "Good Maykn we will eat well." His friend said proudly making his way up the steep embankment. Maykn was 23 but had never lost his boyish smile and his curious blue eyes. It was true hi missed his mother but he also missed his father. His father left when he was 2. then when he was 4 another man came and lived with he and his mother, he left that year and he himself left his mother when he was 6. he made friends with a boy named Callen who was blonde hair and brown eyes. Maykn lived with Callen and his family (Callen's mother, Callen's father, his 2 older brothers and 3 younger sisters). Here he was happy. He learned to live off what the land had to offer. Maykn was deeply tan and had a strong body. He was a good looking lad with the bristles of a new beard coming. He walked down and gutted the kill then swung it easily on his back. He was a patient fellow never in a rush to do any or see anyone. He turned and waited as his friend walked down the hill.
"I.. am … never going hunting with you again Maykn."Callen stated out of breath.
"Aw why not?" Maykn joked, he knew exactly why Callen threatened that all the time. Maykn smiled as his friend gave him a dirty look as they headed home.
"Callen I'm leaving." Maykn said. Callen looked at his lifelong friend
"Where?" He asked.
"First to my father's house. I'll get my nobility papers then go to Camelot and become a knight."
"Why do you want to do that?"
"My life has meant nothing. I want to do something worthy to be called a good man."
"Alright, eat with us tonight and leave tomorrow in peace."
and ate they did they feasted a feast worthy of the king, then in the morning Maykn left not a tear was shed.