Dude... just once, try actually going into The Forest without being strapped like you are storming Fallujah. Deer will gladly walk along trails and it is not at all uncommon to have to yell at your belayer to pay attention because they got distracted by Bambi walking around. Or spend some time in a town that borders a wooded area and you'll see plenty of deer just wandering around backyards or slowly walking through the streets.
Similarly, as a youth I was dragged along on a few hunting trips back in the day where you just dressed for the weather rather than figuring out what military you want to cosplay as. And it was NEVER hard to find a deer. That is WHY so many counties/regions have license requirements and point systems. Hell, a memory that is forever burned into my skull because of how fucked and hysterical it was is my ex's father gutting the deer he just shot while two others walk up to us and just chill.
Understand that the vast majority of modern day hunters are those two guys from (ugh) South Park and are constantly making up excuses and self aggrandizing themselves. They think they are going to war and are all super hardcore snipers and would wear ghillie suits if (pretend I know another tacticool brand than 5.11) sold them at the mall. And understand that much of the world has a long time dependency on hunting for survival. And I am pretty sure the cowboys who made bison all but extinct weren't all dying their clothes multiple shades of brown and painting their faces every time they were hungry.