to… prove strong?she suggests softly, gaze fixed on the bleeding bull. a flicker of something—recognition, maybe—passes through her expression. the way the stag lifts himself again, staggering but unbroken, sparks a kind of ache in her chest.
so the herd follows him?
she watches as the losing bull falters again, legs splaying beneath him, and the only thought that crosses her mind is get up. he was determined, certainly. after a moment, she speaks again:
does it hurt them much?it’s a child’s question, she knows, and she asks anyway.
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