~ The doe didn't know what to feel. Here he was, their little son, clearly a child of Herla. He resembled his father very much.
Too much.
Trar and Nacht would recognize him as Herla's offspring. The doe was terrified at the thought what they would possibly do with him.
She was happy to have their son, but she wished his father was here.
"Oh Herla...why did you have to go away?"
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Just Herla's son Lyall and his mother, Rora.