deer hunter, how i became a skinwalker in a world of animal people.

( not canon ) cabin in the woods part 3

The girls had worked tirelessly, setting up the cabin, preparing for their weekend escape. With the fireplace crackling, the beds made, and the kitchen stocked, they finally took a moment to breathe. The last golden rays of sunlight poured in through the windows, casting long shadows across the room. It was peaceful, a calm before the inevitable chaos of the evening.

The red deer stretched her arms over her head, her antlers nearly brushing the ceiling again, and glanced out the window. "You guys realize there's still some daylight left, right?" Her voice carried a hint of mischief, her lips curling into a grin. "We've got everything set up, so... what now?"

The others perked up at her suggestion, curiosity sparking in their eyes. The cabin was ready, but their sense of adventure wasn't quite satisfied. The elk stood up from her spot near the fireplace, brushing crumbs off her lap. "Well, we came out here for some fun, right? What do you guys say to a little exploration?" She raised an eyebrow, clearly eager for something a bit more exciting than cabin chores.

The fallow deer leaned in, her eyes twinkling with enthusiasm. "I heard there's an abandoned farm not too far from here." Her voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper, making it sound even more enticing. "They say it's been empty for years. It's supposed to be haunted, you know, or at least super creepy."

The mention of the farm caught everyone's attention. It had been one of the local legends they'd heard when researching places to stay, and the idea of visiting a supposedly haunted, abandoned farm seemed just the kind of thrill they craved.

The red deer grinned, clearly loving the idea. "That sounds perfect! I mean, come on—how often do you get the chance to explore a spooky, abandoned place in the middle of the woods? We should totally check it out."

The reindeer, always up for a little adventure, nodded enthusiastically. "I'm in. It'll make for a great story to tell when we get back. Imagine all the pictures we could take."

The elk chuckled, throwing an arm around the reindeer's shoulders. "You're thinking about your Instagram, aren't you?"

"Maybe a little," the reindeer replied with a cheeky grin. The fallow deer stood, adjusting her jacket. "I say we go. It's still light out, and we'll be back before dark. The farm's not that far from here, right?"

"Just a short hike," the red deer confirmed, her excitement growing. She looked around at the others, her expression expectant. "So, what do you think? Are we doing this or what?"

Everyone seemed on board, buzzing with anticipation. Well, almost everyone. As the girls prepared to head out, the white-tailed deer remained seated, her hands nervously fidgeting in her lap. Her large, dark eyes shifted uneasily from one friend to the next, clearly uncomfortable with the idea.

"I don't know, guys," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't think it's a good idea."

The group paused, turning their attention to her.

The red deer frowned, confused. "What do you mean? It'll be fun, and besides, we'll all be together. What's the worst that could happen?"

The white-tailed deer shook her head, her fingers tugging nervously at the edge of her scarf. "It's not that," she said, her voice quivering slightly. "It's just... that place creeps me out. I've heard some really weird stories about it. People have said they've seen things out there. Things that don't make sense."

The fallow deer laughed softly, trying to ease her friend's nerves. "Come on, those are just stories. You know how people like to make up stuff to scare each other. It's probably just an old, run-down farm with nothing special about it."

But the white-tailed deer didn't seem convinced. She bit her lip, looking out the window as though the darkening forest was closing in on her. "Maybe, but I just... I don't like it. I've got a bad feeling about this. It's way too scary for me."