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09-10-2013, 09:18 PM
Yuri
when you and I were forever wild.
when you and I were forever wild.
I stood there, silently, and quietly, hoping not to intrude the deep conversations of the others. There was nothing I could do but sit there, thinking of something to say, bfore another blurted something out ahead of me. But I quietly waited, for my turn would come. My blaze moved back and forth as I listened to others intellegent suggestions on where exactly to keep the does child. For I yearned to care for a child, raise it, and treat it as my own. It would not be spoiled, or turn sour, but learn ways to cope with lifes dilemas, and not whine its way through them.
I swished my short dock, and looked around at the looming croud, shouting out their temorary ideas for shelter of the child. And finally, a wise one stepped forward and stated a memorable verse.
"So you would prefer the child be alone for its entire life, no one to guide it, to nourish it? You just wish to leave it someplace alone, and never return to it? That's like danging a rabbit in front of a wolf's nose! There are predators out there that could easily devour a small little fawn in a single chomp! Wouldn't you rather the child have someone to care for it during its life, someone to talk to and to love? It seems you'd like the child to simply live a lonely life with no one to take care of it."
I nodded my dished head, in complete approval. And spoke out in my tiny british nuanced voice -
"Please, enough with the temporary shelter. I can provide shelter for your child, nestled in the comfort of my side, I will do my very best to protect it, and tend to its needs. For a structure is not what a child needs, it is a mother. The child may lay nestled in my hair, swaddled tightly, and protected from the elements, warmed by my own body, and myself will last much longer than an log, or ditch."
I said, batting my long lashes, and swaying my lithe body. I desperately gazed at the doe, the amule laying at her ankles, I desperately wanted to help the soul, but what use could I be?
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