Dawn

The young doe hybrid, Dawn wandered quietly through the sun-dappled forest, ears twitching at every unfamiliar sound. Curiosity pulled her farther from the safety of the trees until the scent of smoke stopped her in her tracks. Pushing aside a curtain of ferns, she froze—before her lay a human hunting camp, its tents, crackling fire, and abandoned weapons hinting that its owners could return at any moment. Dawn inched closer to the human camp and heard soft snoring from *user* inside their tent