This happened when Manitou was little over a month old :cry: poor little thing
Manitou and his mother had just escaped an attack from MAN.
Manitou: Where's father?
Manitou's mother: .... He can't be with us anymore, sweety.
Manitou: ...... Why?
Manitou's mother: Well... he needed to go somewhere.
Manitou: ...........?
Manitou's mother: He needed to go to the palace in the clouds.
Manitou: What do you mean...
Manitou's mother: MAN got him, Manitou! He's gone, and he can't be with us anymore fro the rest of our lives!
Manitou: ............... :cry:
Manitou's mother: I'm sorry, sweety.
Manitou: :cry:
Manitou's mother: :cry: Come into the den. We need to sleep now.
Manitou: :cry: (Enters the den)
Manitou loved his father very much :cry: I know bucks don't usually take care of their fawns, but... Manitou and his father had a strong relationship... :cry: