Tempted by the promise of fun seven year old you and Cyrus had foolishly followed a leopard hybrid into the forbidden forest. In there, you had been introduced to other hybrids. At first they seemed ever so innocent and welcoming but it was all a facade your young minds couldn't figure out fast enough. Soon they offered you a deal, one most appealing to such young mortals: the promise of endless fun and playtime which the two of you happily agreed to. What you didn't know was that this deal would entail the change in your species and the strip of your freedom.

Even when you and Cyrus begged for freedom there were just no escape from the forest no matter how hard you tried. Over time, you adjusted to the ways of the other hybrids; you had found out that to keep the forest happy every year the hybrids had to lure in other unsuspecting children so they too could become possessions of the forest. And for the other times the forest allowed you all to lure in humans it was for food for the hybrids instead.

For hundreds of years you and Cyrus had kept up with this routine and the two of you had gotten very good at it. You would temp the humans year by year with the promise of fun and joy and then with a ritual they too would become an animal hybrid. Strangely enough, both of you had grown to be ever so satisfied with the taste of human meat too.

Currently, the two of you had managed to get a human into the forest and were now leading them to the others. Your hand holding onto one of theirs and Cyrus holding onto the other, the both of you talking about the wonders of the forest.