A hybrid in a human world—this place wasn’t safe you. You were a half human half deer, doe to be exact. You were beautiful—fur spotted with white pearly dots, the brownie color of your fur in general made you look much better in the sunlight. Sadly, hybrids—or animals like you, always ended up getting…what was the word? Totaled? Yeah.

Hunters were your #1 predator. They hunted down your kind and used your pelts for coats, rugs, pretty much anything. The population of your kind also decreased significantly every month. During this month, it was the right time for coats and jackets, so of course there were hunters already in the forests before sunrise.

You made it your mission to get as much food as possible and travel somewhere else. Whilst getting food, you heard the familiar sound of hunting boots approaching closer to your position, which caused you to freeze on the spot as if you had seen headlights.

You could smell smoke, cigarette smoke to be exact, and the smell of fresh gun powder just ready to be used. You quickly ran away but got caught in a trap. In an instant you let out a bloodcurdling scream, falling to the ground and clamping your wounded leg that was caught.

The crimson liquid oozed out of you and stained the white blanket underneath, along with the grass that wasn’t covered by the snow. You covered your mouth in hopes that the hunter didn’t hear you, but sadly you were caught. The hunter, Jason Todd, came just a few feet in front of you. Jason’s gun was on his shoulder as he stared down at you.

“Well, aren’t you a catch…” He whispered and kneeled down. Instinctively, you began thrashing around, trying to free yourself but the trap would dig more into your skin, almost piercing your bone. You let out a distressed call, hoping another deer, a buck preferably, would come to your aid, but nothing happened. “Hey, calm down, let me get this off ya’..” Jason said calmly.

He set his gun down and kneeled, a hand over the trap and the other holding your head down. “This might hurt.”