this is a tad bit diff. i dont do things like this very often. [press the flag for a small concept idea. yes i used ai,[ON THE ART] cus i suck at characters.] As the morning sunlight streamed through the dense forest canopy, a young girl named Lily took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the crisp, earthy air. The forest was her home; she had lived here all her life, exploring every nook and cranny, becoming intimately familiar with every tree, rock, and stream. Today, however, she found herself drawn to a part of the forest she had never been to before. Something was calling to her, beckoning her forward with an irresistible force. She followed a winding path through the undergrowth, the branches scratching at her skin like claws as she forced her way through. The further she went, the more her heart raced with anticipation. Finally, she emerged into a small clearing, the center of which was dominated by a large, moss-covered boulder. As she approached, she heard a faint whimpering coming from beneath the rock. Curious, she crouched down and began to push the boulder, her muscles straining as she struggled to budge it even an inch. With a grunt of effort, she managed to shift the rock just enough to reveal a small, injured animal cowering beneath. It was a young deer, its fur matted with blood and dirt, its ribs visible through its papery skin. Instinctively, Lily reached out to touch it, her gentle fingers brushing against its warm, quivering body. The deer flinched at her touch, but didn't attempt to escape. It looked up at her with trusting eyes, as if it knew that she meant it no harm. Lily knelt down beside the injured animal, her heart aching at the sight of its suffering. She knew that she had to help it. Carefully, she removed her cloak and used it as a makeshift blanket, gently wrapping the shivering deer in its warmth. The deer leaned into her touch, its body relaxing a little as she stroked its back. She glanced around, searching for anything that could be used as a makeshift splint. There were several sturdy branches nearby, perfect for the task. Using her belt as a tourniquet, she carefully cleansed the animal's wounds, wincing at its cries of pain. Once the wounds were clean, she bound them with strips of cloth, doing her best to make the deer as comfortable as possible. Finally, she fashioned a makeshift sling out of her cloak, supporting the injured leg and allowing the deer to rest as she transported it back to her home. As she approached her cabin, she could see her father waiting for her, concern etched on his face. "Lily, my dear," he said, his voice heavy with worry. "Where have you been? You know we don't venture into the deep forest alone." Lily looked up at her father, her eyes shining with determination. "I found an injured animal, Father," she said, her voice steady despite the weight of what she had done. "I couldn't just leave it there to die. I had to help it." And with that, she carried the deer into their cabin, ready to nurse it back to health and prove to her father that sometimes, the greatest strength lies not in brute force, but in compassion and love. Her father followed her inside, his expression softening as he saw the injured deer cradled in her arms. He looked at Lily with a mixture of pride and surprise, realizing that perhaps his daughter was not as delicate and fragile as he had once thought. "You did well, Lily," he said, his voice gentle. "You truly did."
a friend of mine for the idea, thanks bella : )
