roosterwiththeguns

Gone Away is the Bluebird

Bambi walked through the forest maneuvering past trees and bushes making his way out to the meadow. Once he arrived the he noticed something was of. This wasn’t the meadow he had grown up in. Sure it was covered in snow from the season, but this wasn’t his meadow. He was lost, again. “Hello? Is anyone there?” He called as he ran through the meadow trying to find his way home.