I enjoyed this, and read it as a former hunter. I think every young man has a primitive instinct for hunting. I grew up on a ranch, and was familiar with husbandry and gore, as we also slaughtered and butchered our own beef in those days. I hunted game of all types in season, and it provided a welcome change to our regular tablefare.
I stopped hunting when I grew older, and now protect and coddle all of the wild creatures. I literally "wince" at the thought of a noble wild animal being hurt or shot nowadays. I'd much rather enjoy watching them live safe and carefree.
What a sad tale! You can picture yourself as that scared deer here. Her life all grand and good, the day is pretty, she has all her forest friends, going through her territory without a care, having a good meal. All is well, then out of nowhere hunters gunning down her and her baby.