Oduvanchik did what he could to keep balanced as a small fawn dug her hooves into his back. She tried to reach the ripe fruit on a seemingly low hanging branch. The apple was just out of reach and Tanpopo's flat face didn't help her get a grip on it with her teeth.

The old stag groaned. "That's it. I can't..." and started to lower them both.

"Aaah." Tanpopo slipped slight disappointment as she hopped off his back and turned to make sure he was ok.

He shook himself off and crack his neck before looking at the tantalizing piece of fruit. "I thought we'd be tall enough to reach..." but he stopped and grimaced as she happily chomped on the apples in the dirt. She gagged and spat out a rotten one only to move to the next like it was no big deal.

Odu sighed and sat by the tree. "Don't make yourself sick..."