She was sleeping.
Chosen One stood above her and thought she looked sweet. She wasn’t at all what he’d expected from Mercy’s cursed bloodline but then, with how the green buck went on, you’d expect horrifying monsters with cracked skin and gaping maws full of teeth and derisive laughter.
Perhaps instead of instant death, this doe deserved a chance to prove her place in the Swamp. So Chosen One smiled down at No Mercy’s half sister and gave her a little nudge to wake up.