Apollo

When Apollo was around the age of 3, She wandered deep into the untouched forest, only the crows would venture into these dark lands. Apollo had found a strange, twisted tree. She thought that the roots would make a lovely, hidden and secure den entrance. As Apollo dug through the exposed roots, her fur bristled as a cold breeze danced passed her. She pulled herself out of the half-dug burrow to look around, she tilted her head upwards to see a massive flock of crows stare down at her. Apollo thought nothing of it, maybe the crows were just checking to see if she had food.
…Crrck…
Apollo whipped around, turning her attention to the sound of a twig snapping. She sniffed the cold air, nothing but the scent of rotting corpses lingered. Shrugging it off, Apollo continued to dig out her burrow, in hopes of completing it soon. Crrck… Apollo jumped around suddenly, feeling her spine tingle with fear, Her lips peeled back and revealed her black teeth. The silhouette of a small, female deer stood silently against the tall trees, it's tail was raised as it observed Apollo for a few moments. Apollo felt an unusual breeze around herself, Her ears pricked and her fur settling down. Just as Apollo was about to take a step towards this unusual deer, It shrieked a loud piecing sound causing Apollo to fall back, wincing slightly, she lifted her head back towards the deer. The deers many eyes suddenly glowed an unearthly colour, and it stepped forward, dropping what appeared to be small wolf bones infront of Apollo. It's mouth opened "Do you wish to have the greatest of blood flow through your veins?" It's voice was soft and somewhat peaceful. Apollo stood silently, her attention fell onto the millions of tiny bones that lay near her paws. Nodding, Apollo looked up back at the deer, Only to find it walking towards the darkness. Apollo stepped forward, Looking up to see the flock of crows still watching her. She felt a calming sensation as sunlight suddenly spilled through the trees onto the den she had been digging, Apollo turned, realising she still had a burrow to dig, but to her surprise, The twisted tree had disappeared and lovely, moss covered burrow lay silently instead