Lightfoot the Deer

e blowing. Every few steps he would raise his delicate nose and test all the scents that the Merry Little Breezes were bringing.

Once he caught just the faintest of scents which caused him to stop abruptly and test the air more carefully than ever. It was the scent of Buster Bear. But it was so very faint that Lightfoot knew Buster was not near, s

cent, and he knew that he could trust the Merry Little Breezes to bring him that scent if there should be a man anywhere in front of h

in time take him out of the Green Forest and that wouldn't do at all. So after a while Lightfoot became uncertain. He didn

g the direction from which he had come, and watch and listen for some sign that the hunter was still following. But after a few minutes of this he w

l following, I would know better what to do,