JoSlifer got up off the ground where he'd lain for the past three--or was it four?--days. He hoped he'd regained his stamina by now. He shook his head, then stopped as he noticed someone exiting the trees that he'd been hiding in. "Now's my chance," he whispered hoarsely. "After I get a drink of water and some food!" he amended himself, looking toward the nearby river, which in his path was a tree that held his bow and arrows. He picked them up, went to the river and drank from his canteen that had been lying there. He refilled it, drank again, then refilled it a third time. He set it on his shoulders.
Just then he spotted a huge deer. "You...are mine..." he whispered victorically, hitting it smack in the heart with an arrow and in the neck with a second. He went over to the fallen creature, picked up his arrows, and slung it over his shoulder as he followed the strange person he'd seen.
General, if you're not using it, could I have the army for a few days?