At one point I could feel nothing, I felt warmth and the faint thump of a heartbeat. It was all soothing... and than one day I felt a cold feeling, something I never felt before and slight discomfort was intense pain to me as I felt as if I was dropping off a cliff. I hit something... my muscles quivered as cold wind snapped at me and gripped my body... it felt like cold fingers dragged across my pelt. Than my eyes opened, and silence fell upon the area. It was already quiet in the beginning, but now it was a different kind. I could hear the floor crunch as my crimson eyes blinked as I tried to understand what was happening. You can't expect so much from me though, as I just came to the world. Cold puffs of smoky air erupted from my nostrils as exhaustion gently closed my eyes. When I awoke I was in the same spot as before, but there was a bustle of sounds. My coat was rock hard as it seems my mother hadn't even touched me... My limbs felt weak as my head still rested on the ground and I slowly stretched a limb. The sound died "I think it's awaking, I would have thought it would be dead by now.. it needs to die... shhhh" my red eyes blinked as I found the sliver of strength I could gather up and arose on trembling legs. My nostrils flared as I identified the milky warm scent of my mother.

Ears twitched as I took my fist few steps on unstable legs. I could see my mothers bold hazel eyes in the crowd as her ears twitched and she watched with a blank look. I managed to take a few more steps as the crowd of deer moved aside as I stumbled towards her. I did something... I must have but when I went to rest my head against her chest she backed away and I went head over heels and fell on the floor. I spat out the dirt and looked up at her, she looked disgusted and simply moved away a few steps. I arose, body trembling as the pain almost made me want to weep. I moved closer and she just moved farther. I gave a loud cry and jumped at her trying to understand why she was running, why why why! That jump ended with me falling, tears streaming from my eyes that burned my freezing cheeks as I cried for her and she simply churned her back to me and left. I was left on the ground, but one of the head deer said that they would be deemed cruel if they left the youngster to die. Everyone protested, but they had to do something. While all the other fawns drank creamy rich mothers milk, I drank water from the nearest river... that wasn't even a river.. it was a bog.

Due to lack of nutrients in what i drank, and the sicknesses it carried I was sick most of the time.. and my limbs grew thin along with my body and I was disabled and was forced to wallow in dirt. My coat was rough and stiff as well. One of the medics said that they should at least raise me to adulthood or until I could at least care and defend myself. No one offered to nurse me, so the medic nursed me. The milk was so rich that my body was not used to it, so my body rejected it for many days and I often had stomach aches. Finally after a few days my body became better and I showed improvement and could even walk. I wanted to play with the others, but they wouldn't play with me. The medic gave me a mask, it looked like a deer face and had a red ribbon on it, she said that it would be my starter. Slipping it on, I had a feeling it wouldn't work. I was wrong, and I for once had fun and played. Than a few bullies had torn it off, and everyone avoided me. Though the medic gave me another, this time a large skull. Instead of playing they feared me. I was healthy than, and showed signs of being able to care for myself. Therefor during the night the herd moved and I was left behind to wander, they expected me to just figure things out... when in reality that was my biggest problem. I wish I could give you a happy ending, that I was accepted and cared for and was living a good life... but maybe it isn't about having a happy ending, maybe it's more about the story.

- A little background on my Lucine, it is still a bit under developed and I am working on it. -