Fawn mewed. It had been several days since he left his nice, warm nest, where his siblings and mother had stayed. He finally found this place, which seemed safe enough, but was covered in a weird scent wherever he went. The kit was hungry, and he hadn't had any milk since he bolted out of his nest's door.
Fawn heard footsteps.
Oh no! he thought.
They found me! He burrowed his face in the soil, wanting to enjoy it before he was taken home and kept inside forever. @
hope