Sweet dreams are made of this,
☁ melonlordtb
☁ bytricks
☁ ilmaestronoir
☁ accensibilis
☁ miniatus
who am I to disagree?
☁ “Don’t worry, I can fix you right up.” She said softly while examining the leg of a wounded doe. During one of her typical afternoon walks she stumbled upon the poor thing. The fawn had been running away from a larger animal and got injured in the process. Luckily for it the predator didn’t managed to kill it. Carefully she began to wrap the wound, completely unaware that someone was approaching her.















