"One day, I'll be just like him!"
The great stag sat up at once.
I feel asleep!, he thought immediately, and looking around he found himself alone by the willow at the pond. His father as well as Wafiya were long gone, though a pool of blood stained the ground where the old stag had lay.
Quad sat up, looking off to the Pond.
He's gone, isn't he?, he thought,
I failed to protect him.
He walked away, going deeper into the Forest, looking for others to talk to. All he saw were fawns playing. Fawns playing...
"Come play with me, dad!"
"Not today, son. I have to take care of something."
"Dad, don't go! Don't..."
The old memory played in his head, haunting him. His father once played with him when he was younger, but he started to remember that he was often doing other things. Quad always thought he was just a busy man.
He kept going, past the Ruins, and stopped at his old sleeping pillar.
"He got into another fight...I can't get to sleep...I can't stop seeing him hurting that other deer..."
Quad snapped out of it. He shook his head sadly, remembering that night as well. Continuing on, he found an old spot where he remembered helping others with pelt spells. Another vision seemed to pop into his head there.
"Take that ridiculous pelt off! You look like a pervert!"
I just wanted to look like Dad..., Quad thought to himself,
I just wanted to be like my idol and mentor.
He kept going, running, getting away from the memories.
