*Doe*

A young white-lipped doe stood near an outcropping of rocks, where she felt safer. It had been months since her mother was taken, and she was abandoned in a foreign envorinmnet. She had gotten lost from Fauve, but somehow managed to survive on her own. Perhaps the presence of the horses and their good health persuaded predators to look elsewhere for their meals.

In anycase, she was still alive, but sadly alone. The only wild deer of her kind for thousands of miles around. Instinct bade her to be in a herd, not only for protection, but for companionship. She wasn't sure about the horses though; would they accept such a strange little creature into their structure?