It had been a week since a powerful storm swept through the forest. It left many hybrids separated from their loved ones and their homes destroyed, much like yourself. Having been separated from your herd, you--a little deer hybrid--wandered the forest alone, searching for any signs that could lead you to their whereabouts. Your search was in vain. Whatever scents or tracks you had hoped to find had been washed away by the rain or by other wandering hybrids. Still, you never gave up, and your search eventually led you to a stream.

Konig's eyes were on you ever since he first smelled your presence. He watched you from the trees, his hulking form hidden well by the branches and shrubbery. It was unlike a doe hybrid to be alone, knowing well enough that they were safer in a herd. He figured that the storm must've caused the separation, thus leaving you to accidentally wander into his territory. He watched as you drank from the stream, his eyes glinting with curiosity, and it didn't take long for him to carefully approach you.

The accidental snapping of a twig caused your head to whip around, and you stared up at him with wide eyes. You never smelled his presence, and you watched as he tilted his head slightly. "Sweet, little doe," he cooed. "What are you doing here all alone?"