I trotted slowly after her, getting more and more exhausted wit every step. But she had to be. She had to be her-There were no other doe-like anythings in the forest. I gasped, and fell to the ground. Her, not understanding, cocked her head, then trotted slowly away.

5 minutes later.

I had fallen asleep, and she had walked away. She couldn't be my mum! I raced through the woods, bellowing at the top of my lungs. I listened for her, I sniffed, I attacked trees and fellow fawns.. I got no-where. Maybe tomorrow.