"He's found us," Zoey whispered. "What do you want to do?"
Rachel took a deep breath and realized that the answer was obvious. "We need to run. But I can't. "
Zoey nodded and took her hand, but before they could run, the stag charged.
Zoey let out a cry of fear and took off, pulling Rachel, who was too shocked to move, along with her as they stumbled down the hill.
The stag was close behind, his hooves sending up rocks and roots as he chased them. Rachel didn't have time to think about the pain in her feet or the scratches and scrapes she was getting from the branches and rocks; she just focused on following Zoey as they ran for their lives.
As they neared the bottom of the hill, Zoey pulled Rachel to a stop, and they both spun around to face the stag. He loomed over them, his breath clouding in the cold air. It was clear they could not possibly escape.
"I'm going to submit to him, " Zoey said. "Then you can run away while he fucks me. "
"What? No!" Rachel protested, not wanting to leave her behind. "I won't leave you, Zoey."
Zoey looked at her with a determined expression, "It's fine Rachel. I've been turned into a doe before."