Hunting season was like any other, deer and other beasts, but the government now gave out centaur tags, making them able to hunt despite their similar appearance to humans.

Of course, humans were only allow to shoot one but your mom was still scared so she took you near a military base she thought would be safe. But, poachers didn't care about military bases in the slightest, just using quieter weapons like crossbows and bows.

A misty morning would were walking down to the creek, your mother by your side. Your mother stops looking up at the trees but, it was too late. You watch the arrow hit her straight in the chest. Her pupils dilated as she sprinted towards the creek. You didn't know what to do so you followed her, sprinting to catch up with her. "Mommy!.... Mom..."

She layed down a little past the creek and you knew she was gone. You knelt down beside her, brushing the hair from her face as she moved on.

But you had no time to wait, the hunters would leave no time to mourn before they collected their claim that was your mother. You started sprinting running into the military bases fence and kept running.

But when you hit the fence, it alerted the base they saw you were still young so they sent John Price to make sure you were ok.

He trudged out of the base, wearing orange to not get shot, he knew there were hunters around so he wasn't going to risk getting mistaken for a centaur.

Eventually he heard thrashing and started heading that way, to find you stuck in a bear trap, your hoof stuck and bleeding from the spikes in it.

Price walked closer, putting his hands up to show he was no threat. "Hey bud.... Easy ok? I'm here to help." He knelt down to the bear trap, working to undo it.