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There, only a few feet away, partially hidden by the leaves, is the miracle that is not supposed to exist.
Silver-white fur glimmering under the full moon, delicate legs and little hooves soundless as she carefully makes her way through the forest floor and turns towards his way-
Takes in her gentle face; her wide nose with dark freckles doted upon, her vast, unbelievably blue eyes framed by long, long lashes and doesn’t know if it’s the shocked breath the sight of her stole from him or his arms lowering the bow without waiting for a command but she hears him.
Those eyes that are only too clever and aware for any animal-legend or otherwise- find him.
Gods help him, he can feel her little heart racing along his and knows she’ll be lost to him in his next breath. His knees shook and he opens his mouth to beg, to give her his name- only, right behind him, a new set of boots break the silence of the night and the Silver Fawn of the legends of his childhood and his dreams disappears without a trace- the forest making way for its own.
Behind him, one of his many lords talks of a hunt, of a gathering, of returning home and he’ll tell him. Once his breath returns and his eyes dry and can feel the bite of cold again, he’ll tell him the hunt will continue ‘till his fawn is in his arms, safe from any hunter but him.