Nat-Nat's body was laying under the sun, in a flower patch. The blood has stopped to drop, but the wounds were still opened. Her face was destroyed, a scar was visible on her left eye. Her legs were scratched, everywhere. Her tail has lost some of her fur. This last wasn't as soft as she should be. Her soul didn't see, her soul didn't hear, her soul didn't do anything. Her soul was here, intelligent, feeling, thinking, looking. She didn't have any sens. But she had all the rest. The soul was looking on Greitai. She wanted to thanks her. But couldn't. She tried to enter Nat-Nat's body many times, but it always left her over-tired. Though, now, Nat-Nat's body could move some parts of her body : the head, the tail, the ears, the face and the paws. It was a giant progress. She was healing faster and faster every day. Maybe because Greitai was here. Maybe because she felt loved. The soul tried, many time, to make Greitai understand she was Nat-Nat's soul. Greitai seemed to understand, but was still afraid. So, the soul just stayed next to her, nuzzling her time to time, calling her. The soul didn't have a voice, no, not really. But she could speak in Greitai's head. When this last wanted to fight, so the soul was screaming in her head, to make her stop. When Greitai was asking if it was Nat-Nat, the soul just approved as she could. The body still laying, the soul "looked" at Greitai. How she could be so patient ? Always trying to chase away strangers, to protect her. The soul and her body were totally grateful to her. When the doe would "works" normally again, the soul promised she would owe this to Greitai. Forever.

Nat-Nat wanted to wake up. She wanted to tell to Greitai how much she was grateful. Because Greitai wasn't obligate to stay next to her, no. But she did, even she knew it. The soul was trying, frequently, to come back inside her own body. She could stay inside it for a longer time everytime she had any access to it. Soon, she knew, she wouldn't be kicked off. And this thought was making her happy - if a soul could be happy, of course. The soul tried, a new time, to be inside the body, to take the controle over it. Now, she knew how to move. But she had to learn how to speak. She slighly moved her mouth, did a song who sounded like a "Gnnm... ?" She opened her eyes half. Seeing blur. She could just discerns a brown form, next to her. She felt the warm of the body. Nat-Nat tried to move her head up, but surrendered quickly, as it was a too big attempt. The soul felt she would be kicked off from her body soon. So she resisted, even if she was over-tired by doing it. She tried to say something, hardly. • Th... Than... Thank... Y... • She closed her mouth, hoping the doe beside her would understand her words. She closed her eyes. Resisted to let the soul inside her. To not let it go. She moved the ears. Trying to remember why she was here. Why her soul had left her body. Why all this dried blood was here, on the ground. Why all her body was hurting her, and her head turning, as if she was in an infernal machine, never stopping to turn around itself. She closed her eyes, still conscious. She was hungry and thirsty, but was too tired to move. During how many time was she in this condition ? How many minutes, hours, days ? She tried to move her head up, oppening her eyes again. She could keep it up. Her vision was becoming clearer, very slowly, but it was a significant fact. The soul was now staying. Nat-Nat was coming back to the forest. She opened her mouth, and repeated : • Thank... Thank y... You... Grr... Grei... Grei-Greitai... • She layed her head on the ground again, exhausted, but alive.