Finally, the baby deer reached the shed’s threshold. It worked! The fawn, driven by hunger, had moved away from the spot it had been rooted at. Allan exhaled, a small but profound relief washing over him as he saw the deer reach for the plate of carrots sitting in the shed.
As the baby deer reached the plate of carrots inside the shed, Allan moved quickly, shutting the door behind it to shield the animal from the relentless snowfall. He paused for a moment, his heart still racing in the anticipation of being ambushed by the wild buck.