“See?” Sky said quietly, "You haven't been forgotten."
Cloud looked at his brother and frowned, “I don’t want to leave you,” He said quietly.
The young whitetail smiled sadly and nuzzled his brother, “I’m not as far away as you think, even if it feels like it sometimes.”
Cloud nodded slowly, “I’ve decided. I choose life.”
Sky breathed a sigh of relief. “I’m afraid that you won’t be able to wake up just yet,” He added, “You did take quite a hit to the head.”
The gray buck nodded, “I’ll be fine.”
Cloud got to his hooves. Instinctively he seemed to know the way back, almost like a sort of tugging on his very being. He took one step then paused, turning back to his younger brother. “Sky,” He said.
“Hmm?”
“You’ve saved me once now, it’s only fair that I return the favor. I’m going to find a way to bring you back…you and mother.”
Sky looked surprised then saddened. “I’m afraid that it’s too late for her.”
“What?”
“She can't come back now. She's gone on passed this place.”
Cloud thought over Sky’s words, “You…haven’t, though, right?”
Sky just smiled.
Suddenly, Cloud felt as though he was being pulled away by a great force. The light was fading and so was his brother. He was falling again. “Sky! Sky, wait!” He cried desperately.
The light was gone…and so was Sky.

Cloud yielded to sleep.
~~
Thank you, all of you. Cloud will live.
He will sleep for three days and wake up on the fourth…maybe a bit different than how you remember him.

Good luck, big brother.