My son and I were pinned down by does and skippers last night.
We moved about 200 yards east of his tree stand into a fence row to get closer to the freshly cut corn on the neighbor's property. He was 5' off the ground sitting on an old tree and I was on the ground 25 yards away with rattling horns and a grunt tube and no weapon.
At 4:35 he texts me "Don't move," since I couldn't see as far as he could. From About 4:40 till quitting time, I barely moved because there were almost always eyes in my direction. I counted 16 different bald deer on our side of the fence row eating greens all evening, and ignoring the corn to the north.
Not one single buck - even a small one - checking 'em out.