Blacktail Deer Plateau Bergfrue

She crooned to her babes, admiring the soft velveteen fur- noting how they seemed to take after their father with dark pelts. They would change with age, sure- she had been dark grey when she had been born, or so she had been told- and so she harboured some hope yet, proud as it was, that one of them might lighten to look like her.

She smiled, tired but warm with pride, at her husband. If they did all end up looking like him…That wouldn’t be too bad either. 

”They have simple names; named after either the Gods or other animals, which will look over them, and protect them in their earliest days. Some say it might invite those Gods to continue to watch over them for the rest of their lives. On the ninth day, we give them their full name, the one they will know for the rest of their lives.” She explained.