stag night

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Exploring the lands outside the borders was certainly tempting, but today it wasn't tempting enough. Was was, however, was a small herd of deer traveling through the pines. Just a single young male and his handful of women, clearly a newly established herd that probably thought it would be safe traveling through these pines.

Well, they thought anyway.

Dracun had been watching them for a while now huddled behind a bush of some kind. It was hard hiding when you looked like a walking casino. Just about the only thing he had going for him was that he didn't have any flashing lights or loud musical sounds announcing his arrival any louder than his size and coat already did on their own. It was annoying being as colorful as he was; why couldn't he look plain like mom? Or even darker like dad? He didn't hate his looks, but he certainly wished they were less eye-catching.

Though he doubted the aforementioned young bull saw him through the bush as it approached. Perhaps it would be smart to leave the bush, but he was fascinated in the massive animal and wondered why they got to have horns! He wanted horns, too! Although he didn't know that they were actually antlers, his desire still stood. Why did Xairo and Zagan get to have horns?!

Suddenly, the bull was snorting and huffing in the bush. It seemed like it just wanted a snack, but as it's prodding nose swept over the bush, everything started moving too fast. What he could only imagine was a sound of alarm roared out of the reindeer before the bull reared up and sought to stomp the bush.

Shit! Dracun barely made it out of the way before heavy cloven hooves came crashing down to where he was just seated literally two seconds ago. Snarling at the bull, every hair stood on end as he attempted to stand up to the massive herbivore that was already lowering it's head and threatening a charge with it's blunt antlers. A foot pawed at the dirt as the bull snored but Dracun refused to move, his snarl actually doing very little to threaten the animal but if he knew any better, he'd know the herbivore was giving the child a chance to leave.

Dracun was not one to back down from a fight though, even if the odds were so far out of his favor.

Snapping his teeth together seemed to be the final straw for the reindeer though, and one singular and final stomp of its hoof would be his last warning. Dracun didn't speak reindeer though, nor did he care. He lunged forward suddenly, aiming for that foot that was stomped, but instead he was fucking flung a few feet away.

Landing with a soft thud, because he really hadn't gotten that much air or flown really that far, Dracun quickly collected himself and rage filled his bones. Did this dick really just fucking toss me?

The reindeer seemed to be giving him another chance to escape though, to leave with his life. If anyone was going to leave today without their life, Dracun was going to make sure it was that fucking reindeer.

"Speech!"


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