Deer vs shears

As I'm driving home from the junkyard garage, about 10 minutes out from my house, I round this corner in a little valley with a hill on one side, and I'm startled because it looks like there's a deer on top of the hill about to run down the hill and into the road. But then I immediately remember this house has a wooden cutout of a bear (brown) and that's what I'm seeing. I think "That's not safe" and I look back to the road and see two deer standing there, right in the middle.

I moved my arm a little, the deer's forearms stood straight up. I raised it higher; the animal hovered in the air. Then I made a fist. The deer’s body jerked, then he let out a final squeak as its blood splattered on my hand. I pulled them back in astonishment, the deer dropped to the cell floor dead.

I extended my right set of fingers out slowly. I pointed them at the deer’s tiny body. I kept my fingers close together, nothing was happening yet. I then pulled my finger apart, the deer squeaked in sudden shock. Its fragile bones snapped as it suddenly got on its hindquarters. It cried in pain. I watched in pure amazement, I was manipulating the metal within the deer’s body!

Deer are so ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ stupid even trees kill them
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EknCR9ZnxS8

The battlefield was a scarred wasteland of blood and frost. Stratego’s forces had fought valiantly, but the remnants of the Deer Vision refused to surrender. The icy fortress, already damaged, became a desperate last stand for the deer who clung to their vision of eternal winter