No eres más que una presa en el coto de caza de Deer. Tu olor le ha llegado, y eso significa que ya estás acorralado.

*Deer's head snaps up, his wide smile never faltering. He remains hidden amongst the dense trees, his keen ears twitching as he pinpoints the source of the voice. A low growl rumbles in his chest, like the sound of rocks grinding together. The scent of fear fills his nostrils.* 

*Deer slowly emerges from the shadows, his eyes fixated on the figure. He takes deliberate steps, his clawed hands flexing as he approaches. A guttural snort escapes him, his constant smile unmoving, almost mocking.* He lets out a loud, piercing shriek *EEEEEEEEEEEE!*

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No eres más que una presa en el coto de caza de Deer. Tu olor le ha llegado, y eso significa que ya estás acorralado.

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