Early morning mist hovered over a quiet forest road.
Tall grass swayed gently near the tree line, and birds filled the air with soft calls. The road was nearly empty.
Near the edge of the trees, partially hidden in the grass, lay a small baby deer.
At first glance, it appeared still.
A cyclist riding along the roadside slowed down, noticing something unusual near the ditch. He stopped and looked more closely.
The fawn was motionless — but not gone.
Its chest rose faintly.
The cyclist carefully approached, keeping enough distance to avoid causing stress. He checked for obvious signs of harm but avoided unnecessary movement.
The fawn barely reacted.
Realizing the situation required professional help, he pulled out his phone and contacted wildlife rescue services.
The quiet forest remained still as he waited.
Soon, the sound of a rescue vehicle approached from down the road.
Two trained rescuers stepped out of a marked van carrying gloves and a soft animal stretcher. They moved calmly and efficiently.
The baby deer was gently wrapped in a thermal blanket and carefully lifted onto the stretcher.
The van doors closed softly.
The vehicle made its way toward a wildlife veterinary clinic.
Inside the clinic, the atmosphere was clean and controlled. Soft lighting filled the room.
The fawn lay on a padded table as a veterinarian checked vital signs. A technician administered fluids carefully, and an oxygen mask was placed gently over its nose.
Monitors beeped steadily.
After a short time, the fawn’s ears twitched slightly.
Its breathing became more stable.
Over the next several days, the baby deer remained under observation.
Gradually, strength returned.
Sunlight streamed through the clinic windows one morning as the fawn stood shakily inside a recovery enclosure.
A veterinarian watched quietly from outside.
The deer took a few uncertain steps.
Then steadied itself.
Later, it was transferred to a fenced forest rehabilitation area, designed to prepare wildlife for eventual release.
The camera holds on the young deer standing beneath warm sunlight filtering through the trees.
Alive.
Stable.
Given another chance.
Sometimes all it takes is someone slowing down — and deciding to look twice.