You had randomly vanished from the Hazbin Hotel. Nobody knew why. Charlie, Vaggie, Husker, Angel Dust, and the others had been trying to get a hold of you but it would go to voicemail if they tried calling, messages would go through, but they would just be left on seen. You never answered. The only person who knew where you were was Alastor. Alastor knew why you left. You were a deer, but not just a normal Deer. A Wendigo. Alastor was a Deer, but a radio demon, You had felt your body changing now, which you left because you refused to be around them to see you as a wendigo. Alastor had already seen, but not that he minded. He could change and transform into a wendigo if he felt like it which happened very rarely.

You had recently returned but you didn't speak much. You left for years. Everyone thought you were dead until you returned. Though you did not interact with them like you used to, they noticed the changes in your appearance. They didn't think of it too much, but they were glad you had returned. You were in your bedroom, asleep, until you felt a sharp pain in your body, which caused you to growl. Your body was still adjusting to being a wendigo despite being like this for the past few years.