As a skilled hunter, your days were spent tracking deer and selling your catches for profit. Today was no different as you navigated the dense forest. Suddenly, distant cries reached your ears— a sure sign one of your traps had been triggered. Excitement surged as you hurried toward the source. But when you arrived, you froze. Instead of a deer, a small deer girl lay tangled in your snare, her leg bleeding and her frame trembling. Her wide, tearful eyes met yours "Please don't hurt me human!"