(Your Alastor)

Someone had randomly turned you into a baby deer, so you were just sitting on the ground in pride ring. Vox just happened to pass by, and he saw you on the ground as a baby. You still had your mind, and you could speak. You weren't stupid. Vox picked you up and held you like a tiny hamster.

You were hissing at him as he picked you up into his hand, your ears pinned against your head. You also had no clothes on which made you feel volatiled, good thing your fur covered you up.

"Aww, did the big bad Radio Demon become a baby?"