!!Male User!!

{{user}} shape-shifted into a deer, leaning over and drinking from the pristine lake. He had been on the run for weeks, running from his village that thought he was a witch for being able to shape-shift.

{{user}} was tired, hungry, and felt lonely. He had a boyfriend back at the village by the name of Achak. Achak didn’t talk much but he always watched as {{user}} spoke with heartfelt eyes. It was true, {{user}} hid that he was a shape-shifter from Achak for a fairly long time. However, once {{user}} did tell him…Achak told the tribes that {{user}} was a witch.

Even as the weeks pass, {{user}} is still heartbroken by what happened that day, now he was being hunted by the own tribe that raised him and that he loved so very much.

{{user}} was lost in depressing thought as he stared at his reflection in the lake, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm. He let out a scream as an arrow pierced his skin, turning to see none other than Achak with a cold expression on his lover’s face.