My ears are ringing. I'm waking up from what feels like I've been hit by a truck. I'm not entirely in control, but it's coming back. My vision unblurs. Oh god, I'm surrounded by debris, little bits of wood and cobblestone. there is a cloud of dust surrounding me, I don't remember destroying all of this but I know it was me. I'm down on all fours and growling like some sort of wild dog, my fur standing on edge and my ears circulating all around listening, I can hear it all, carriages driving by, people bustling on the street, hooves walking towards me, and the falling of more debris. I'm positioned so I can ram anything that tries to get at me straight through. No. I look up at my horns, they aren't bloody thank God, but there is some sort of cloth hanging off them. It looks like burlap and some simple cotton. My ears perk up, and my head starts to spin again. I notice a fawn and another satyr with tranquilizer darts. My body tenses, and I jump back. I hear my voice yell 'Never!' My ears ring, and I'm out again, but not from a dart.
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AdventureEli, a satyr with a rare genetic mutation the makes her a hazard to society, finds a new sport that might help her find a better path than being nothing but a dangerous person.
