There was a forest... That is where it started. There were two thickets, close to each other. An adult doe occupied each one. The does had been friends for quite a while. Their names were Talia and Mena. Mena had a fawn that was about a month old while Talia was expecting one soon. Mena's fawn, Cooper, was excited for the other fawn. Cooper loved to head bud and play fight with other fawns, he would end up hurting them though because he took the fighting TOO seriously. One peaceful morning in the forest, Talia was in pain. Mena woke up to Talia yelling in pain. The next hour, her son was born. " Congratulations!" Mena cheered. " what will you name him?" Mena asked. " Hmm... I think Artimis would be alright.. Named after his father." Talia replied. Cooper ran into Talia's thicket. " Woohoo!!!" he exclaimed as he bounced in. " Hey you, wanna play fight?! Wanna play fight?!" He yelled as he bounced over to Artimis. " Cooper,he is too young to fight." Mena said as she gave cooper a stern look. Artimis slowly got up and gave an attempt to walk, his legs wobbling as he took steps. He fell over and cooper started laughing and snorting. " Cooper, that is rude." Mean scholded him. In the next following week, Artimis was already bouncing, walking, and talking! Artimis bounced through the woods with blue butterflies following him. He did not look where he was going and he ran into cooper and fell over. "Hello!!!!" Cooper yelled. "H-Hi there..." Artimis replied, backing away." Whats wrong? Are ya scared of me?!" Cooper replied. " No... Im just shy." Artimis said. " Nice to meet ya!!! Im cooper!!" Cooper yelled.
TO BE CONTINUED
Cooper ( left) Artimis ( right)
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