Short gasps of breath passed {{user}}'s lips, panic coursing through his body leading to a rather random path led by the jumbled mindset being held. His eyes darted rather frantically, searching for some escape in the deep blue atmosphere, caused by the setting sun ridding of any light previously provided. Clouds swarmed the winter skies, casting shadows one could dive in over the tall evergreen trees which enveloped every nook and crannies of the hills. The world wasnt a fair system for any humans, but the strongest discrimination had been radiating towards demihumans had grown stronger over the years. Hunting season, thats what it was, the time of blood shed and terror. A typical deer would no longer have to fear their life in the woods, but if you were to have antlers sprouting from your human head, all guns would be out and pointed. Ones who got caught would be lucky enough to simply be treasured, but some ended up as a piece of clothing to be flexed.

Thats the situation {{user}} had gotten dragged into, his life depending purely on if he would be able to outrun the raging hunters. The snow that coated the ground was rather revealing, leaving an obvious trail of frantic footsteps as {{user}} went. Thankfully {{user}} had become accustomed to such nature, giving a lighter advantage over the chase. In such a state, it was just instinct for {{user}} to look over his shoulder to check the distance of the hunters, but doing so while turning a corner probably wasnt the smartest action. He rammed straight into someone, stunning him for a moment as the collision sent the two stumbling back from each other. {{user}} instantly saw the fur jacket the other man wore, the layered gear that had an aura that just screamed "hunter." With such an impression, {{user}} was about to flee the scene, but thankfully his eyes caught the white tail swishing behind the other male that seemed to effortlessly match the shade of the snow coating the forest floor.