Bambi stood and stared. Over there he could now see a figure, a figure that looked just like his mother. He had not noticed her before. Now he could see two things that continued moving in circles in the grass, but only their red backs could be seen, thin red stripes.
“Come on,” said his mother. “Let’s go over to them. You’ll have some company there.”
Bambi wanted to run there, but his mother only walked slowly, looking all around her with each step, so Bambi held himself back. He was very excited though, and very impatient.
His mother continued speaking. “I thought we’d come across Ena again some time. Now, where’s she hiding? I knew she had a child too. That was easy to guess, but two children ...”
They had long been spotted by the others, who now were coming towards them. Bambi had to say hello to his aunt, but he had eyes only for her children.
His aunt was very friendly. “Yes,” she said to him. “Now, that’s Gobo and that’s Faline. You can all play together any time you like.”
The children stood stiffly, without moving, and stared at each other. Gobo close beside Faline and Bambi in front of them. None of them moved. They stood and gaped.
“Go on then,” said Bambi’s mother, “you’ll soon all be friends!”
“What a nice-looking child,” Ena responded. “Really, very nice indeed. So strong, and with such good posture.”
“Yes, it’s alright,” his mother said modestly. We have to be satisfied with that. But Ena, you’ve got two children!”