Amadahy

"There's something wrong with that fawn, Kita."
Wrong, wrong, wrong. Not right. Different.
She backs away from it, the little creature without a name. It pushes its head into her fur and she pushes back the fear that rises.
He gives up, trying something else.
...Falling into the pond?
Then again, he's safe and sound, just fine. Kita's frightened, then scolding him, but she can't hear what the doe is saying anymore.

There's something odd...
She runs, away from him, away from the little group, thoughts buzzing like annoying little flies around and around her head.
Stop and go- she darts and stops suddenly, thoughts taking a myriad of paths, but never the one she wants.
Why?
He's there, all of a sudden- that little fawn. Ama calms suddenly, watching him, ears forward.
"What do you want, little fawn...?" She mutters, observing him.

Sadness. Fear. Longing. Warmth. She identifies the emotions, but cannot find why. She watches longer, until it's too much. The emotions pile up and she runs.

She finds the pond, staring into the depths. Memories, ones that had come up ever since she had seen Kita for the first time today, surface loud and clear. Memories of the ghost who had been her friend, memories of trying for his mask, come up without any warning, seeming to float on the surface of the pond...just right there, as if he wasn't far away.

She touches them and they shatter as she watches. Head down, she lays before the Twin Gods, wondering if they have the answer.

They do not.

She wonders if maybe she's finally lost it.