[center][sub]...Birds-?

He wasn't sure how, but he knew birds probably didn't figure prominently in heaven. This should be a place with angels, golden streets and saints, filled with the sound of chanted hymns and trumpets...

Shouldn't it?

He opened my eyes.

He was lying in a bed of purple flowers, on the floor of a grassy green wood.

Was THIS heaven?

He looked around, trying to figure out where he was, a confused expression on his face. Then, with some effort, he got to his hooves and peered around the-

Wait.

HOOVES?

He leaped back in fright, mouth opening - but no sound came forth. The lack of vocality, however, was the last of his worries. He currently had four legs, fur, and hooves.

For a little while he just ran in circles, silently screaming, unable to do anything about it. Then, when he exausted himself with chasing his tail, he fell heavily into a large patch of tall grass and hid.

No one can see me like this. He wasn't quite sure what he'd done to deserve being given a tail. However, he gradually brought himself to realize that this was just a dream. Just a nice, peaceful dream. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the deer were running...

Deer?

Wait!

There went one, just like him! A little spotted fawn, with long gangly legs, light-colored belly, and... Was that a human face? How... odd.

He chased the fawn to an old, broken down ruin. A little scared, he told himself he should tell the fawn to get away from the place. It probably wasn't a good place for small creatures to play around.

When he approached the fawn however, he was shocked - it bellowed at him, dug it's forehoof into the ground and made some very aggressive movements toward him.

He bolted.

Hiding again (this time in the hollow of a great tree), he considered this turn of events.