It stood in front of me just inches away.
At first, it was a fawn and then a Stag.
I was frozen with fear and thought its antlers would tear open my chest to rip my heart out (that was the thought)
My eyes were never more open but all it wanted to do was to smell me and get a sense of who and what I was at core so I extended my hand and allowed it to smell me.
It lowered its head and covered its antlers with fresh grass before walking away and then turning into a lion cub