A Call to action from the front lines: help end hunting for good.
Protect the Wild needs 1,700 people to take 500 leaflets and help end hunting for good.
Have you ever wanted to help? Really help the fox running for their life? Help like the hunt sabs, the monitors, the people who face violence and trauma every week to defend wildlife on the frontline? But for whatever reason: life, time, health, fear, you haven’t been able to?
Have you ever watched the footage? A terrified fox fleeing for their life, a deer run down by hounds, a hare chased and felt that gut-wrenching helplessness? The scream inside you that says “This has to stop”…
But you didn’t know how you could help?
Now you can.
This Autumn, Protect the Wild Needs You
Thanks to your incredible support, we smashed our fundraising target and now, we have the funds to launch the biggest awareness campaign we’ve ever done. But we still need one more thing: you. We’re calling on 1,700 people to step forward and take 500 leaflets each. Distribute them in your own time, in your own area. No confrontation. No fieldwork.
Just you, 500 leaflets, the truth and a real chance to make history.
From the Frontlines: Why I’m begging you
I’ve been on the frontlines since 2018. I was trained by some of the most dedicated and determined monitors and saboteurs in the country. It was the East Yorkshire Coast Hunt Saboteurs that first taught me what to do. Then York Anti-Hunt League and West Yorkshire Hunt Sabs stood beside me, shared everything they knew, and supported the launch of Hull Wildlife Protectors.
From them, I learned how to protect wildlife. How to resist. How to hold my nerve and most of all, how to never give up.
Six friends and I launched Hull Wildlife Protectors and turned our focus to my local hunt, one that was rarely watched. That mattered. Because what happens in every corner of this country matters.
As a team, we’ve stood in fields in all weather; hail, sleet, snow, rain, howling winds, weather warnings. We’ve been out at 3am, 6am, 11am, 3pm, 5pm; freezing, exhausted, clutching cameras in shaking hands. Praying we’ll be fast enough. Praying we’ll keep up. Praying we’ll be in the right place at the right time.
We’ve watched huntsmen grin as hounds chased down foxes.
We’ve heard the screams of animals being torn apart.
We’ve picked up mangled bodies, eyes wide in terror, guts spilled onto the grass, unborn babies beside them.
We’ve fought to protect them and sometimes, we’ve lost.
We’ve had to guard their lifeless bodies from the hunt, who still tried to take them.
We’ve been screamed at. Shoved. Mocked. Laughed at. We’ve watched the hunt laugh, smug in their sense of power, their untouchability, their arrogance.
We’ve seen the hounds suffer too, kicked, shouted at, overworked, then discarded like tools. Foxes. Badgers. Deer. Hares. Even birds, none are safe.
Horses pushed to their limits. Locals threatened for daring to push back.
And what we’ve seen… it stays with you.
This isn’t sport.
It’s cruelty.
It isn’t tradition.
It’s animal abuse.
And it takes everything from us, emotionally, physically, spiritually, just to keep going.
Now, I’m calling on you. I am begging you to help us stop this.
It’s hard to explain the toll that frontline work takes. Your body aches. Your sleep disappears. You become consumed with stopping the cruelty you’ve witnessed.
You relive the worst moments over and over again.
For two years after the first kill I saw, I had panic attacks before every hunt meet, sick with fear at the thought of them killing again, and getting away with it.
You break. You burn out. Again and again.
But the terror in the fox’s eyes when they’re being chased, it never leaves you.
And that’s why you keep going.
Because someone has to. But now we need help.
Why You Matter
Every week, over 100 sab and monitor groups in the UK put their lives on pause to face these people. We go again and again, armed with nothing but cameras, courage, and compassion. We’ve protected wildlife, consoled traumatised locals, rescued hounds, and buried foxes with the dignity they were denied in life.
But we’re tired. We’re traumatised. And most of all, we’re outnumbered but we believe a better future is possible.
Now, we need you to believe in that too. That’s where you come in.
By distributing 500 leaflets this autumn, you can open eyes, shift public opinion, raise awareness — and help bring about the final end to this horror. No special skills. No confrontation. Just your hands, your heart, and a willingness to act.
This is how you stand with the foxes.
This is how you stand with the the deer, the hares — with the hounds who are worked and whipped to death.
This is how you stand with sabs and monitors on the frontline.
Your Time Is Now
You don’t have to face the violence.
You don’t have to run through muddy fields or film a kill. You don’t have to cry yourself to sleep after watching someone die the most horrific death.
But you can help stop it from ever happening again.
Don’t look away. Don’t scroll past.
Make history with us, sign up here
Do it for the fox whose final breath was a scream. Do it for the hound too scared to lift their head. Do it for the exhausted horses. Do it for the deer who never made it to the trees. Do it for the badgers, the birds, the hares — all of them.
Take your fury, your heartbreak, your helplessness and turn it into action. The animals being hunted don’t get a say. But you do. You can be the reason a proper ban on hunting happens. You’ve watched the footage. You’ve felt the helplessness. Now feel the power of action.
So if you’ve ever wanted to help, really help, this is your call.
Sign up. Get your leaflets. Spread the truth. Be the difference.
Not everyone can be a sab or monitor. But everyone can stand up for wildlife.






I'm always enraged/heartbroken/horrified by the sight of a fox who's been sadistically murdered by a mob of monsters but the sight of that poor little fetus is a whole new level of rage and horror. I can sort of understand anyone who hunts to eat - in their way they almost 'honour' the animal - I'm thinking of Native Americans who honoured the bison - even though they hunted them almost to extinction. But these hunters are not 'normal' human beings - they are sadistic monsters who kill small animals who are of no possible 'use' - it's just their sadistic enjoyment of inflicted pain and terror and loss of life. Such beings have no place in 'normal' society.
Signed up.
I also have decided this is the year I give monitoring a go! It may not be for me but if I don’t try I’ll never know will I? I’m meeting up with a group member in august so wish me luck