Mule stared in horror. “Reed, Moon LOOK OUT!” Reed and Moon whipped around and stared in the bear’s pupils. They ran. All three of them ran. It was too much to risk the day. They had to travel stealthily. At night. The moon was full, and Mule and her siblings were awakening. It was dusk, the perfect time to travel. The three calves galloped away, farther from home. It was too much. Too much for Mule to handle. All this commotion in ONE day? Reader, you might be thinking “Bah. That’s not much.” But this is a deer. Imagine you were 7 years old and this happened to you? THAT’S true understanding. They were grazing on grass, but danger did not lurk nearby. This might not be he best time to bring this up, but another deer was nearby. Doe. She was galloping near the calves with her calf. She saw the lost deer and stared. “Where are your parents?” She said. Mule and Reed and Moon just grazed. The doe shook her head. “Here, I’ll give you an offer. If you come with me and help me find a grazing spot, I’ll GLADLY take you in. Graze would be delighted to share!” The golden calf just stared in annoyance. Mule thought it was too good an offer to turn down, so, as the leader of her siblings, she accepted it.
