I hide to the shadows, ever so careful to conceal my position. Even a mere sneeze and they would be all over me, which would mean certain death. They've not noticed me, this is good. By this time, I've carefully moved into striking distance. There I sit, just waiting, but also watching. Watching, for their movements, their habits, and opening, anything I can use. Then the time comes, and without making a sound I draw back on my bow, and... They never see it coming. One clean shot, straight to the testicles.