I have so many piled up, I feel terrible. I’m sorry for taking so long guys!
Jack trekked through the forest, pushing away branches and other things that got in his way. He had set up a trap the night before in hopes to catch something to bring home. He was muttering to himself, hating how his father thought only hunting could make him a ‘man’. He didn’t get the big deal about it, aside that it got them food.
He followed the path he had marked to the trap. Pushing his way through an extremely thick patch of leaves, he stumbled into the open area of the trap. “Holy shi-“
In the middle was a boy-deer-fawn thing. Jack didn’t know! Its torso was of a young boy, body covered in freckles. The lower half was of a small fawn, spotted and strong. The boy had small stumps on his head, not even full antlers. He was laying down, his left back leg was caught in the trap. Jack took a step closer and the fawn seemed to notice, ears perking. “P-Please get away!”
Now that Jack could see his face clearly, he noticed the wide green eyes and thin lips. “What are you?”
“Go away!” The boy tugged at the trap, only making his wounded leg worse. “Go away!” He was frightened, face pale and sickly. He was breathing hard, hands shaking as he continued to claw at the trap.
Jack felt his stomach churn and he hurried over, pulling apart the trap to release him. The boy shot up, trying to run away, only to fall to the ground. He whimpered and looked to his leg, trying to kick it feebly. Jack pulled the pack off his back and rummaged through it. He always kept first aid equipment with him. He pulled out disinfectant spray and bandages. “Just stay still, I’ll take care of you,” he whispered.
The boy didn’t have much of a choice and laid still as Jack cleaned and bandaged his leg. He glanced to Jack, noticing his brown eyes and dark hair. “Thank you,” he said quietly.
“No problem, sorry for… hurting you.” He packed his stuff back up. “Will you be alright?”
The fawn nodded. “What’s your name?”
Jack smiled. “Jack. And yours?”
“Hiccup.” Hiccup smiled a little as well. “You’re different.”
Jack laughed. “Well, you’re not entirely normal yourself.”
Hiccup stood carefully, testing out his leg. Jack stood as well and stiffened as Hiccup came in close, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Thank you, Jack.” Hiccup flushed, turning away and scampering back into the woods.
Jack stood still, touching his cheek and trying to figure out if he was dreaming or not.