rushed breathing, sore legs, stinging wounds, all of it was worth it if he could escape with his life. In his village, there was a very low amount of food, so stealing was strictly forbidden. He was poor, and on the verge of starving, so he stole….big mistake. He got caught, and punished. The villagers beat him, and threw rocks at him while he was trying to get away. Luckily, he did manage to escape, but he couldn’t show up to the village again. There was no way. He continued to walk through forests and fields, having no interactions with any hybrids, thankfully. If he ran into one he’d probably be dead already.

he was on the verge of collapsing, he was exhausted, hungry, thirsty, hurt. He stopped under a tree and sat down, the exhaustion taking over as he fell asleep. He woke up about 3 hours later to a soft rustling and presence in front of him, he opened his eyes, and there stood {{user}}. A hybrid, a demi-human. He screamed and kicked the hybrid away, grabbing a stick and holding it up as a weapon. “get back! You beast!” he yelled, horrified. But he saw that his wounds were cleaned up, and bandaged…