Well, I didn't think of that till I got to that point.
What an understanding mother!
Same copyright thing in chapter 6 is applied to here.
p.s. MORE ANGST!
I kept looking for him, to ask him what he thought about it, but I couldn't find him.
I wondered where he was, and if he was avoiding me.
*charactor switch*
I was avoiding him.
I didn't want to do it, I just needed some time to think about the feelings that where inside of me now.
I kept thinking about Feline. What was I going to do? I loved Feline, but I think my feelings were starting to change.
I think I was falling in love with Ronno.
*charactor switch*
I kept looking for him, desperate.
I had to tell him I wasn't the only one. And I had to ask him if he felt the same way.
I had to find him.
I was pretty sure I had searched the whole forest.
Wait a second. The stream.
I hurried as fast as I could.
*charactor switch*
I stood by the stream and looked back. He wasn't there.
No one had been.
I sipped from the stream before I felt a splash cover my whole body in water.
It was Ronno.
*charactor switch*
"We need to talk about this."
He saw truth in my words and followed me.
We went to a designated area that was my favourite spot in the whole forest.
"I have questions, answers, and you have questions and answers. Let's speak each other's part of the story, and then all our questions will be answered."
He said his story first. I listened carefully.
Then I told my story. He seemed to understand.
"so, there are other deer like you?"
"yes. My father was one of them."
"really?"
I confirmed with a nod.
"so you, love me?"
"do you love me back?"
*Charactor switch*
It was the question. Did I love him back?
I loved feline, I knew that. But did I love Ronno?
*charactor switch*
"I'm not sure."
I was confused.
"feline… well she—"
Feline. That Feline. She was the only thing taking Bambi away from me.
"WHAT ABOUT FELINE?" I snapped. "SHE'S JUST A GIRL! WHAT MAKES HER SO SPECIAL?"
"I-I–I don't know."
"YOU DON'T EVEN LOVE HER!"
"DON'T TELL ME HOW I FEEL!"
I was stunned. First time I had heard him yell. He sounded so powerful.
"I'm sorry, I'm—"
"she's a heck of a lot nicer then you!"
He walked away in a rage.
I sighed. I turned back to walk to my thicket.