The Oh Deer Disaster

As darkness fell, mother left her twin fans to sleep in the hidden reeds, in order to meet stag, her partner. As she kissed them goodnight and tucked them up for bed, she left them, alone. Walking through the dark, deep forest, Whisper went to find stag, but not knowing that sly fox would be out hunting. Blossom and Daffodil were asleep but then suddenly they were woken up, by the rustling of leaves.

“Who could that be?” whispered Blossom “Get Mum!” wailed Daffodil. The two fawns were petrified and huddled together nervously, waiting for their Mother to come back home.

Meanwhile Whisper was talking to Stag about the horrible fox, Sly! “You need to move territory” agreed Stag. “But where to?” suggested Whisper “You need to protect Daffodil and Blossom”. Said Stag. As the conversation ended, Whisper skipped back to her babies, suddenly she stopped, stared and ran.

Moving as fast as her legs would take her, Whisper ran for her life, not breathing, as she hid in the hedge.

This creature was chasing her, she knew who it was, Sly fox. As she tried to control her breathing a shadow emerged and a voice spoke. “I know you are in there” yelled sly fox, and as Whisper moved back, a jaw snapped into the hedge, almost getting Whispers leg. She galloped as fast as she could, over the wet, muddy reeds and around trees. She looked behind she saw that he was not far behind and knew she had to keep running. She couldn’t leave babies at only three weeks old, they would die of hunger. She ground her teeth together and jumped in the river swimming as fast as possible. When sly jumped in he screamed as his legs started to slow down, gradually his head went deeper and deeper then he was gone. Whisper stared in amazement she had killed the beast, and she reared with excitement. Laying down, she drifted off to sleep on the bank, forgetting all about her babies.

As morning awoke she ran back to her fawns, she tapped them and as two little pairs of sleepy eyes opened, they jumped up with enjoyment, seeing their mother made them feel protected again. Listening carefully, the mother heard a beat of hooves coming closer and from around a tree a head appeared, it was Stag. “Why are you here?” whispered Whisper, trying to keep her voice down.

“I’m coming to help you find new territory” confirmed Stag.

“I don’t need help!” shouted Whisper.

“Ssh you’ll wake the babies.” continued Stag. And then Daffodil and Blossom appear looking puzzled and frowned at their mother.

“I can explain” said Whisper, even though she couldn’t. Father went to the highest point and bellowed to survey the land. As the fight started, Stag stopped Whisper standing, looking anxiously her heart pounding. Whisper was warning her young to stay low and not move a muscle. The last clash was so loud it echoed across the marsh and sent a fleet of birds into the air, panicking with fear. Whisper knew that Stag would win, he was the strong one. Seconds ticked by and the reeds started to rustle there was Stag, wounded and badly hurt. Whisper knew that he had made the territory safe, they had found there home. Under his watchful eye they were safe. He was badly hurt and bleeding but was not defeated