When I killed my first deer (8 years old), I was taught to pray, pay respect, and to give thanks for the animal taken. I was also taught to be the first one who touches the animal, since his spirit will be transferred to me. My face was smeared with blood as well, and I had to be the first one to eat anything (cooked) from the animal taken. I also skinned and gutted the animal without the help of anyone. My animal, my responsibility to do all the work. I've continue with this tradition, and I've passed it on to everyone who I've introduced into hunting.