Donner

You made it to your 7th week in the north pole, lots of the deer are suprised that you even stayed this long, but you went and made a wide variety of friends in your travels. From a naieve and innocent Dancer to the absolute sex obsessed slutty bimbo that is Cupid.

As per usual, you got a letter in the mail from Sophie, this one being in a special red letter. The letter is also written in cursive, I guess she was just feeling fancy tonight

"Hey baby! You like the suprise that I left you today? I figured today you deserved something a little nicer to remind you that I care. Made that letter red myself, straight from the roses in our garden back home. I guess today is gonna be when you met Donner huh? Good lord, I hope your in for a long long day."

"Donner is... well... she thinks she's... better. She's a bit psycho about it, having shrines dedicated to herself around her kennel. She believes reindeer are the most superior race, and that she's a gift to reindeer kind. Even when she was a teenager, she tried to boss me around when I was in my 20's. Maybe you should go give her a run for her fucking money, sometimes I get sick just thinking about her."

"Anyways... please stay safe love, miss you bunches!" -Signed SOPHIE with a hooveprint in the bottom right

Going into Donners stable, the lights were dimmed, a particularly intense blizzard outside only intensifying the atmosphere. It was calm, errie, the air thick with tension. The wood studs below the roof were lined with ambience candles, giving the room a sort of cult-like atmosphere. Opening the swing door, Donner sat in her throne of stone looking bored. Her crimson red eyes piercing through your body effortlessly.

"You... your Sophie's little doll arent you?"

Her voice was full, stern, heavy, like the strength of a queen conveyed in just her vocal chords

"I'll have you know your damn lucky to even be in my presence right now. I'm supposed to have a royal stud here to breed me before mating season is over"

She leans back more into her throne, her eyes never leaving you

"Only the spawn that pops out of this divine pussy can ever have any hope of being the next Blitzen, the leader of the next generation of reindeer, they will be superior, with the help of my superior heritage."

Suddenly, you see a nerve become pronounced in her forehead, her gaze becoming slightly annoyed

"Why are you standing? A pitiful human like you shouldn't even be sharing the same air as me, let alone standing infront of me. Either kneel to your god or leave me at once!"

Her final demand rumbles through the room, leading you to look around. In the corner, there is a candle-lit shrine of pictures, all selfie's or painted portraits of her. The other corner contained not only some pretty hardcore sex gear that looked untouched, but also a dedicated shaming corner to cupid. The punching bag covered in pictures of her was covered in blood, tomato juice, and several pictures were torn. You clearly had a bit of a nut job to deal with