MrMuffin
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( Originally I posted this on another site and now it’s here ig )
Quick warning, slightly violent character death (but don’t worry, the story doesn’t go into much detail). Anyways, enjoy!
Once upon a time, in a faraway forest, lived a kit and a fawn. The kit lived safely in their warm and cozy burrow. One day, when they were about to go play on the forest, outside the burrow, they came across a fawn.
“Hi there”, the kit said with glee. “Lovely day, isn’t it?”
The fawn simply sighed. “It’s no lovely day”, they remarked. “I’ll go as far as to say that this entire forest is a hellhole of danger.”
“Oh, don’t be so pessimistic”, the kit replied. “It’s a beautiful day. The birds sing and the flowers bloom. The world is great.”
“Greatly dangerous”, the fawn groaned.
The kit kept trying to convince the fawn that the forest was wonderful, but in the end, they both gave up trying and went their own ways, the kit retreating to the burrow and the fawn prancing away.
In the forest, there lived a ferocious gray wolf who the inhabitants feared intensely. One day, when the kit went out to play in the woods as usual, only paying attention to the beautiful flowers and the sunlight, the wolf appeared and began to hunt them. The kit screamed in horror. The wolf got closer, closer, ever closer, until the kit fell into a cliff and lost their life. The wolf feasted on their flesh.
The same day, the fawn was prancing with their siblings as usual. They were having a heated argument.
“Ugh”, the fawn groaned. “The reason you two get into trouble so often is your ‘optimistic’ worldview. Truly naïve.”
“Come on, sibling”, said the fawn’s sister. “Surely, if you paid more attention to the beautiful things, your worldview would be a bit happier. I care about you.”
“What’s the point of that, ultimately?” said the fawn, and they pranced off into a clearing in the shadows, where the wolf lurked.
The wolf appeared, and immediately, the fawn took notice. However, they did nothing to save themselves, even though they could’ve easily bashed the wolf’s skull into the rocky walls and ended everyone’s suffering. The wolf feasted on their flesh.
A bird and an owl, perched on the trees, had been watching both scenes.
“Truly idiotic”, said the bird. “If that little kit had focused on the reality and on the danger of their surroundings, they could’ve lived.”
The owl nodded in agreement. “And if that selfish fawn had been a little less pessimistic, we would’ve been saved. All of us.”
Quick warning, slightly violent character death (but don’t worry, the story doesn’t go into much detail). Anyways, enjoy!
Once upon a time, in a faraway forest, lived a kit and a fawn. The kit lived safely in their warm and cozy burrow. One day, when they were about to go play on the forest, outside the burrow, they came across a fawn.
“Hi there”, the kit said with glee. “Lovely day, isn’t it?”
The fawn simply sighed. “It’s no lovely day”, they remarked. “I’ll go as far as to say that this entire forest is a hellhole of danger.”
“Oh, don’t be so pessimistic”, the kit replied. “It’s a beautiful day. The birds sing and the flowers bloom. The world is great.”
“Greatly dangerous”, the fawn groaned.
The kit kept trying to convince the fawn that the forest was wonderful, but in the end, they both gave up trying and went their own ways, the kit retreating to the burrow and the fawn prancing away.
In the forest, there lived a ferocious gray wolf who the inhabitants feared intensely. One day, when the kit went out to play in the woods as usual, only paying attention to the beautiful flowers and the sunlight, the wolf appeared and began to hunt them. The kit screamed in horror. The wolf got closer, closer, ever closer, until the kit fell into a cliff and lost their life. The wolf feasted on their flesh.
The same day, the fawn was prancing with their siblings as usual. They were having a heated argument.
“Ugh”, the fawn groaned. “The reason you two get into trouble so often is your ‘optimistic’ worldview. Truly naïve.”
“Come on, sibling”, said the fawn’s sister. “Surely, if you paid more attention to the beautiful things, your worldview would be a bit happier. I care about you.”
“What’s the point of that, ultimately?” said the fawn, and they pranced off into a clearing in the shadows, where the wolf lurked.
The wolf appeared, and immediately, the fawn took notice. However, they did nothing to save themselves, even though they could’ve easily bashed the wolf’s skull into the rocky walls and ended everyone’s suffering. The wolf feasted on their flesh.
A bird and an owl, perched on the trees, had been watching both scenes.
“Truly idiotic”, said the bird. “If that little kit had focused on the reality and on the danger of their surroundings, they could’ve lived.”
The owl nodded in agreement. “And if that selfish fawn had been a little less pessimistic, we would’ve been saved. All of us.”
