The Deer in question was the prince of the forest himself, Bambi, and he was worried. He’d been looking for his two friends all day but hadn’t found a single trace of them except for the scent he was following around the den. “They have to be around her somewhere” he thought, the vixen was good at covering her tracks and Bambi hadn’t even realised the danger he was in.
“Looking for something?” the fox asked as walked out of her den, trying not to drool as she looked at the adult deer's fatty thighs. “I’m looking for my friends, a rabbit and a skunk, have you seen them around?” he asked, the vixen’s stare making him a little uncomfortable.
“I think I might know where they are” she said with a sweet smile “come into my den and I’ll see if I can help.”
Does Bambi take the bait?
