Avina and Ruby supported themselves with each other as they wobbled to stand up. Baby deers, they were baby deers. Weak-legged and weak-willed, fending against the cold, harsh world. Innocent eyes and an even more innocent outlook, they didn't know the dangers they would be facing.
Nope, they did know and that was the reason why they were running. Quin was prancing about and skipping like an energetic mare in a meadow. Now, if Avina and Ruby could feel their legs, then they wouldn't mind skipping a few meadows and sprigs of fallen rumble, but who told them to not have a resilient body like Quin?
'We gotta run fast,' Avina spoke to herself. She looked behind her at the edge they fell down from. High as it was, it didn't feel that terrifying to fall down. It was death with Jasper or a small injury on the ground; it doesn't take too much to decide which one was best. If she didn't have her powers, she wouldn't dare to jump off such a high building.
