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As she stumbled backward, she felt a hard, rugged, looming figure at her back. She assumed it was a neighboring pine tree, given she was alone with the doe. But suddenly, a masculine voice boomed from above her, sending a shockwave of terror through her body. She nearly jumped out of her skin, a gurgling scream leaving her jaws as she tried to scramble away. But before she could really avoid him, his massive frame was leaping over her body, which forced her to duck back down into a submissive position.

All she could do now was watch the horror unfold in front of her. The male, who she recognized from her first day away from home, viciously grabbed the doe by the throat before forcing it to the ground. “No, p-please!” Tears welled up in her eyes, panic filling her voice as she fought back the urge to sob. The doe let out a cry, struggling against the predator pinning it down. Vaia wanted to lurch forward, shove the male off, and help save the doe. But she couldn’t bring herself to move.

Tears were streaming down her face at this point, her rose-colored eyes tracking the final movements of the doe before it went still. She wanted to bury her face in her paws and pretend this wasn’t happening. But her instincts, the fear that beckoned in the back of her mind, told her she was unsafe in man’s presence. And her instincts were right. With a thud, the does head fell to the earth as he released his grip, swinging his head to face her with a crazed expression and a bloodied face. To her, he looked like a frenzied, rabid creature. And she was terrified.

He moved toward her, spitting insults with each step until he was looming over her. She sunk even farther down, her tail curling close to her abdomen as her body started to tremble out of fear. “S-she w-was a-afraid,” Even her voice trembled in the wake of his temper. She even kept her eyes straight, focusing on a bush that was behind him, not daring to look up at him. “A-and you k-killed her!” Her tone raised, but not in an act of defiance. It was riddled in agony and despair. “M-Murderer!” Her mind commanded her to run away, or she may turn into the next victim in this murder story. But she couldn’t bring herself to move.

"Vaia"