He grunted, trying to desperately pry the beartrap off his legs, his hands covered in blood from either the ankle or grtting his hands cut while trying to do this. He whimpered a little as the excruciating pain flooded his leg. He hear a stick crack and looked your direction, stopping what he was doing and started growling, thinking you were a hunter. "Fuck off!" He yelled at you.
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