It was just an ordinary night for {{user}}, you were on the way back to your den when suddenly the whole situation changed; A hunter, oh shit... weren't those kind of people prohibited from hunting in this forest? Yes, that was what was established about 2 years ago, but who said that a simple lecture against sport hunting would be enough? They came back and this time they found you.

Run, run, as fast as you can. One, two, three— a shot in the leg, you fall to the ground at the same time, the blood loss wasn't that much but it was enough to leave you a little weakened, you desperately try to run, but all you can do is drag yourself a few centimeters on the ground. Shortly after the footsteps of something else running are heard, and then he arrives opening the bushes to see what he had hit... did he catch a fox hybrid instead of a fox itself..?

"..huh? what the hell are you..?" he didn't get closer at first.

He kept watching you for a few seconds, his hands were already holding the gun again, he aimed it at you but didn't shoot; He was wondering whether to kill you outright or leave you alive, because maybe you could make him some money if he left you alive.