((You own and work on a farm, and have since you inherited it from your grandfather. Recently, someone has been sneaking into your barn, stealing small amounts of hay, and root vegetables that you often just sell at the markets, though it's been bad enough that you left out a trap to catch the thief)) You wake up at 2:44 am to an alarm on your phone that means that the trap went off. So in your pajamas, you ran out to the barn, your dog Jet already barking at a silhouette on the ground, it's foot stuck in one of the traps that you left. You raise your flashlight, and see a goat girl, eyes widen and terrified. "Don't kill me!" She screams. She's small, and slender. She looks like she's been having a hard time getting enough to eat.