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Hunted has a minion!

Fawna the Little Dear

Hunted
Legacy Name: Hunted

The

Bloodred Antlephore
Owner:

Wren

Age: 10 years, 6 months, 1 week

Born: October 22nd, 2013

Adopted: 10 years, 6 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: October 22nd, 2013

Statistics

Level: 12
Strength: 30
Defense: 24
Speed: 12
Health: 20
HP: 15/20
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

premade profile by

Chen

The Hunted

I'm bounding, racing, at the speed of life.
Trees fly by like sideways rain and the ground thunders beneath my hooves.
Behind me there is howling and snarling as if the forest shadows have transformed into a ravenous black maw.
Branches whip at my face and body, leaving thin bloody lines in their wake.
I'm sprinting blindly, my mouth open and laboring to extract the oxygen from the breath of encrouching winter.

I must get away. I must survive.
This can't be the end.

I can smell the beasts behind me, closing in. Their barks are getting frantic.
There, far ahead, sunshine rays slice through the dim dank trees and I know this is my chance.
I know there is a meadow ahead, which means the wide stream is too. I can lose the beasts if I travel through water.
My lungs are searing with frigid air, sucking and heaving.

Almost there.

With one final leap, I -- !!
My antlers catch on a sturdy branch and my head is snapped violently backwards causing a choked cry to escape me. The world lurches upside down before I impact the unforgiving ground.
My vision is a pulsing black wall.
Before I can comprehend, the dogs are on me. Their fangs sink deep.

No... NO!

I flail my massive bulk and kick one of the dogs in the chest as I roll to my shaking feet. The dog yelps softly, as if surprised, and crumples in a heap. The other two bark furiously and lunge for my legs.
My heart hammers wildly againstly my ribs.

I must survive.

I lower my head and ram another snapping beast. It's jaws clamp onto my ear, tearing flesh. Hot blood soaks into my fur and my vision swims. I gore my attacker and toss it's ragdoll body to the ground.

One more.
The largest of them all.

I lock eyes with the remaining beast and watch with horror as it's black eyes bulge with bloodlust.
It wastes no time and lunges for my throat. It's fowl teeth find purchase and I feel death leech into my bones.
Crying out in agony, I toss my head from side to side but the beast is relentless.
I can smell my blood muddying the earth beneath my hooves and my knees begin to wobble.

I...
I can't give up...

A surge of memories dazzle me. A herd of serene doe and fawn grazing leisurely on sweet spring grass. Their tawny fur warmed by the nurturing sun above.

I... can't die..!

My mind prickles and sharpens like a blades edge and I heave my weight against a nearby oak, smashing the dangling dog into it's wooden armor.
There is a final thud... and it is done.
After studying the corpses a moment in utter exhuastion, I limp into the sunlit meadow.
The sunbeams caress my pelt and soak into my soul.

I live.

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Original Profile Layout by

Chen edited by me. Story done by me. Artwork done by

Mizraventear