Please note - This is only a representation of the Nativity story. It was requested to be done for this event, and it isn't meant to be any kind of religious attack on anyone. I tried to write it in a way where simply portrayed the concept of the story, and doesn't press any religious beliefs on the reader. I'm sorry if it offends anyone, it was not written for that intention.

"The baby is coming, Wesker!", Kaoori cried. Her body shivered in the cold rain, her mate looking at her in a worried manner. "I can't deliver out here! We need to find shelter!", she said tensely.

"Okay, okay! Uhh...", Wesker looked around. The rain was unrelenting, he shook his fur to get the water out of his eyes. "What about under the old bridge?", he asked.

"Wesker!! There's water under there, remember?", Kaoori snapped. The stag grimaced, thinking again, "What about the Old Oak...?", he asked.

"Yes, come on! Let's go there now!", his doe said hurriedly, running off toward the great tree. Wesker sighed, following behind the pregnant doe. The rain wasn't helping the situation, and both he and Kaoori were growing more and more frustrated this night.

As they approached the Old Oak, Kaoori stopped in her tracks and winced, collapsing into the muddy ground. Wesker ran to her side, "What is it? What's wrong?", he asked in a panicked state. "The baby just kicked!", Kaoori cried. Wesker looked to the Old Oak, his blood going cold when he saw how many deer were already taking shelter there.

"Kaoori, there's no room for us there!", Wesker shouted, becoming more infuriated with the situation. "Where do we go? Where?", Kaoori cried impatiently. "The Playground, the leaning boulder! That's our only option!", Wesker said quickly, helping Kaoori up. The two ran through the freezing rain and thick mud, going to the Playground as swiftly as they could.

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"The rain is finally stopping.", Mar Sart spoke to the other two. He watched as Mystress and Yorres shook their fur of the chilling water. "What odd weather for this late in the year.", Mystress spoke. Yorres nodded, "Mhmm...perhaps it's not the right conditions for snow."

"That's a shame...", Mystress sighed, "At least snow is much more pleasing than this rain." The other two nodded in agreement. "Hmm?", Mar Sart tilted his head, looking to the sky. "What is it?", Yorres asked, and looked to the sky as well.

The clouds seemed to have left the sky quickly, and above their heads, just past the treetops, were countless stars that glistened in the sky. Mar Sart stared at one in particular, which was glowing much brighter than all the others. "That star...I have never seen one shine so brilliantly.", he said. “Come on, let’s go see what’s going on.”, Mystress said. She went in the direction of the bright star, Mar Sart and Yorres following behind.

As they walked, they noticed a few others heading that way. “Zephyr?”, Yorres asked. The doe stopped and looked over to them. “Oh hey, are you going to see the new fawn?”, she asked them. The three tilted their heads, “There’s a new fawn?”, Mar Sart asked. Zephyr nodded, “Mhmm, it’s Kaoori and Wesker. They just had one at the Playground.” She ran off, excitedly curious about the new baby deer.

The trio turned and said to one another, “We can’t go without gifts.”, Mystress said. Yorres and Mar Sart nodded in agreement, and they split for a few moments, finding gifts to bring to the new parents.

When they returned, they kept going to the Playground. There, they saw a few others gathered around the leaning rock at the base of the Playground. They saw Zephyr, RedKora, Serendipity, and others, who had brought their own gifts that sat around the couple. The trio approached, the others letting them pass by to see Kaoori and Wesker there. The three dropped their gifts with the others placed – Mar Sart gave longstem poppies; Mystress gave shiitake mushrooms; and Yorres gave a few twigs from a holly tree. As they stepped back, Kaoori smiled to all of them, nodding her head to thank them. She sat by Wesker’s side, who layed his head down for her to rest her own head on when she needed it.

Then they saw the sleeping fawn, Kaoori’s body cradling him. It was a miracle that she was able to birth in such a terrible storm. “He looks just like them, both of them.”, Serendipity said. RedKora nodded, “Mhmm, I wonder what they will name him.”, he replied. “Come on, everyone. Let them rest.”, Zephyr said, turning and walking off. The others followed behind, all talking about the fawn.

Kaoori rested her head. Wesker looked to her out of the corner of his eye. “You okay?”, he asked. She didn’t answer, but instead, she said something different in reply.

“Merry Christmas.”