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The doe's footsteps were slow and gentle as they made their way across the cliff's edge. She graced an icy gaze into the depth of the water, her own mind wandering into fantasies of fish and sea creatures. Was it a curse to be a deer? It felt like she was prey to all, even her own kind, and master of nothing.
Yet "bottom of the barrel" is hardly how she'd describe it. Days of peaceful gracing, away from whatever hubbub other creatures got up to. She had less worries, she thought, that even other deer. Always concerned with hierarchy and who fit where. She fit nowhere, it seemed.
She was content with that, at least on the outside.
While they were busy trying to figure out where everyone fit in their little box, she was dealing with where she fit in the world.
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