The field was an array of color, splashing the green with vibrant pinks, blues, and yellows. Flowers danced with every breeze as if they were performing a ballet eager to please the audience. Bees hummed in their hives making their honey and tending to their queens as they would usually do. Among this serenity lies a small shadow of a deer silent as she ran through the flowers as if she would never see them again. She moved so diligently and carefully that she hoped nothing would be disturbed by her movement. Calmer than a pond with no movement she took in a deep breath, listening to the sounds around her as crickets chirped and owls began to hoot. She was content, easily caught up in natures sounds as she waited for the sun to finally rest on the horizon. Her hoofs padding against the ground as she made it to her usual spot to sit and graze on the field below her. Gorgeous arrays of pink, orange, and yellows littered the sky as the sun slowly set on the horizon. As the sun disappeared she could see all the stars lighting the now darkening sky with a cold breath of air. Tranquil as she for the final time she closed her eyes, contempt as the stars whisked her away into the night.