Blitz

The stag weaved calmly through the ancient old Cypress trees and their knees. He was hardly visible in his silvery brown dappled coat. He had velvet still on his antlers, which had four points on each. His name was Blitz because of the jagged star on his forehead. He had deep brown eyes, which took in all of his surroundings. What did he seek? A mate. Company. Friends. Those were his purposes as he continued on through Spinulose Bog.