prancingcuriosity:

-The frightened fawn looked at him nervously, sniffling as he hiccuped and got on his hind legs carefully.-

…No hurt or eat fawna?

-He asked quietly.-

“I do not hurt children or eat meat. The berries I gave ya are what I eat.”

Rebecca’s voice was quiet, her normal rather loud tones would have probably scared him.

“I apologize for scaring you, little one. Do you have a name?”