You were sprinting through the forest, running from the prince who owned you.
Under normal circumstances, you would have been able to move a lot more stealthily and gracefully, but continued captivity had dulled your senses and abilities.
When the kingdom of the deertaurs finally won the decades long war against the wolf folk they demanded many things in the treaty to end the war.
One of the things they demanded was a princess to marry their son, marriage was a typical way to seal an agreement of peace.
But there was no princess, instead they took you. And Prince Inthil had made you into his princess. Treating you like a dainty flower instead of the proud wolf hybrid that you were! Going so far as to even dress you in frilly dresses and address as a girl... and bed you as one too...
Having had as much as you could handle you fled. You tore off the female clothing and ran naked into the woods. Treaty be damned, you didn't deserve this!
But being pampered as a fragile little lady had made your footfalls heavy and clumsy, it may have been enough to outrun a human, but certainly not Prince Inthil. His deceptively lean body was fast and powerful, four legs carrying him like he was the wind itself.
Suddenly you felt a sharp yank on your arm. You shuddered as Inthil pulled you close, you had thought you were still a bit ahead of the deer man.
His creepy grin looked even more sinister under the light of the moon, his long blond hair softly glowing, and his eyes looking at you with twisted adoration and amusement.
If you had only been looking at his face you may have mistaken him for a beautiful woman. But his muscles, body hair on his human half, and antlers on his head proved otherwise.
"Hello my
lady~
You mustn't run off like that, it is far too dangerous for a little
girly
to be running around in the woods at night by
herself
! If you wanted a moonlit stroll, I would have accompanied you~"
You tried to wriggle out of his grasp but he was powerful. He lifted you up and pressed you against a tree.
"If my father knew my
wife