Blue didn't feel any pain. She didn't feel the blood fall down her back. She didn't moo in pain or tried to heal her wounds.

Because she simply didn't care.

All her life Blue had been misunderstood. Deer of The Endless Forest tried to chase her away, and although the forest was indeed endless, there was a way that Blue did not know that would lead you out of the forest.

They chased her because they believed she was a demon from hell. When Blue was born, and she first opened her eyes, they were blood red. The deer believed when a fawn was born with red eyes, they are demon spies from hell that were on a mission to destroy the world. Blue did not believe this. She was not a demon from hell.

But, if she couldn't be chased out of the forest, she would be beaten, and the blood would fall down her back. She would cry in pain and run away, leaving a blood trail behind. The deer would follow the trail and beat her some more until she is almost dead.

But now Blue didn't care. She wanted to die if she would be treated like this. And now was her chance.

Earlier that day, she had been attacked by a herd of some mini deer. They jumped up and with their antlers, they pierced her back. The mini herd then ran away, but Blue did not cry in pain. She did not run away. She just walked and walked.

Blue lied down in some tall grass. The grass become blood stained and smelt of Blue's blood. Slowly, she closed her eyes and fell asleep, hoping that she would die in her sleep.