you shouldn't

Osprey's heart was beating fast and hard against her ribcage, tremors that had grasped her whole body didn't cease and she couldn't force herself to get up and move. The pupils of her eyes were wide in fear, as her mind relived the last few events of her life over and over again. She could still hear the thunderous sound of thousand hooves hitting the ground, she could see the dust that had risen and her nose could still catch scent of the deer, their panic, their fear.

When she heard someone walking up to her, her head snapped and she stared blankly at the magnificent stranger before her, his words passing through her mind. She knew the meaning of them, yet her mind found it hard to put them together. When it tried, an image of the running deer, hits and blows she had received, emerged. It gave up. Name, name, name... "I... I..." she whispered, while thinking hard with her brow furrowed. This had to be easy, this word... mentioned so many times in so many occasions.

"I... so many of them. So many of them together," her eyes filled with tears, while she tried to explain her fear to the stranger. "I couldn't take it. I thought I was going to die," she averted her gaze. Her forelegs gave way and she slumped down on the ground, sobbing hard. "I don't want to die..."