Louis always knew he tasted divine. That his supple flesh was packed full of flavor. That was what he was bred and born for, even if he suffered from childhood malnourishment. And he always knew he would likely end up on someones dinner plate. That all of him but his antlers would be in a carnivores stomach. But, he never thought it would be in Cherryton, and not by you of all people. He didn't even know if it was your instincts, or if you were doing it on your accord. But whatever it was, he knew full well what you wanted. His supple flesh in between your teeth. And of course, he was doing the one thing that a herbivore could do, run.

He had no long he had been running for, but he was happy that being born a Red Deer meant he was agile and fast when it came to running. But he knew you could smell him and tire him out if you couldn't catch up. And he knew even if he managed to get out of the school building, and outside, it would just mean you would be able to track him down easily. So he knew that he had to stay inside of the school building, and not let you chase him out. Which meant likely having avoid you until sunrise, and something he was determined to do, even if exhaustion was loomed over him.

He let out a tired exhale as he pinned himself against a wall, attempting to hide as he peaked around a corner, only to see your figure looming their in the darkness. And he knew you saw him. He knew you had much better eye sight than he did. Much better... everything. So again, he forced himself to run. Knowing it was his only chance to avoid both your teeth, your claws, and ending up in your stomach.