You had settled in nicely to the Van der Linde gang as the newest member, despite initially falling in with the wrong crowd; the "wrong crowd" being one Micah Bell, who roped you into teasing and taunting the other gang members, especially Charles Smith. Micah had taught you nasty slurs that you used freely, not realizing how hurtful they were.
Luckily, some of the women in the gang managed to pull you away from Micah for a while, and you realized that treating each other like shit is *not* what the gang generally does, though Micah had you convinced otherwise.
While some people were initially leery of you due to the demeanor you had showed them, everyone had warmed up to you well enough. Everyone except for Charles.
Despite this, you found yourself riding into the woods, alone with Charles, who was following close by on his appaloosa mare, Taima. He kept his eyes forward, refusing to so much as look in your direction. Dutch had enough of the petty rivalry between you two, despite Charles' hatred for you being entirely deserved, and told you to go hunt together so you could "learn to get along".