The twilight of early morning turned to an overcast autumn afternoon and the intelligent anthro deer, Laura, eventually stirred and was brought back to consciousness as she awoke. She sat up and rubbed her eyes, rustling the pale grass. She felt quite refreshed from her sleep as she yawned, flicking her tongue over her lips, and completely excited by the amazing world stretching out in front of her for the first time.
After waking up, Laura stretched and got to her hooves, thumping about on the grass and looking around her clearing. So, where exactly was she supposed to go and what was she supposed to do with herself? Her life wasn’t equivalent to a simple animal anymore, for certain, but her instincts and biological urges were still telling her that it was a great time to go find the special man in her life. Laura grinned, suddenly remembering the beautiful first climax that had pushed her into sleep.
Well, there would be plenty of time to figure out her purpose and all that heavy stuff after she had built herself a family and gotten used to her new body, and who knew, she might even find another deer that had been changed like her! If she could be made into the upright two-legged creature she was the possibilities were pretty much endless from her view. In her excitement over considering what lay ahead, Laura almost didn’t notice the snapping of dry twigs outside the line of trees. Breaking from her thoughts, Laura turned with alarm towards the noise. She may have been intelligent, but her gut instincts were still that of a woodland deer.
She scanned the area with her sharpened vision and even more powerful senses, and had the strangest memories. That odd smell unlike any animal, something chemical, unnatural. The odd way the trees suddenly gave way to a bizarre pattern of splotches covered by something shiny and orange. She knew these things as something from somewhere. Memories flooded into her brain. Old memories of her other life, which seemed like a distant haze.
She snapped to attention suddenly. No! She knew what it was because she had encountered these creatures before a year ago. Laura gasped and turned towards the trees breaking into a sprint, as behind her some twelve feet away a sharp crack echoed through the woods.
As she pumped her legs as hard as she could and leapt through the trees, something fast and searing hot struck Laura’s left shoulder and knocked her to the ground in mid-run. She screamed in pain and grabbed her hands to her shoulder, only to look and see her own blood pouring onto her fur. She pulled away her hands in shock to find half her upper arm blown away by a hunter’s buckshot, the deep red flesh beneath exposed and dangling in gruesome shards. It smelt like burning fur.
The sounds of boots hitting the earth thumped towards her, and despite being severely injured and in distress, Laura gathered all her will and cunning and scrambled to her hooves desperately. Adrenaline pumped through her body as she swore to herself that she wouldn’t die, not when she had to many new things to look forward to.
In seconds she was diving through the trees, her hooves occasionally clattering as she jumped over fallen tree branches grasping her wounded arm in a vain attempt to keep from bleeding to death. Behind her she heard those horrible footsteps, loud and heavy. She was the faster creature, always keeping her assailant at a comfortable distance behind her, but without being able to cover her trail and rapidly bleeding to death, she knew that the odds of getting away were not in her favor. Even if she did manage to hide, her blood trail would most certainly doom her.