“Alright then,” Bambi answered, “let’s go ... I want to get a closer look at this lad ...”
They made a few steps but then Faline hesitated. “But ... what if he wants to fight you ... he’s strong ...”
“Bah!” Bambi lowered his head to one side and had a disdainful look. “Look how small his crown is ... why should I be frightened of that? He’s big and fat ... but strong? I don’t think so. Just come with me ...”
They went. Across the meadow the other deer was busy biting at grass, and did not notice them until they had come quite a long way out onto the meadow. He immediately ran out to meet them. He made joyful, playful jumps and again seemed to be very childlike. Bambi and Faline were puzzled and waited for him. Now he was just a few steps away. Like them, he stood still.
After a little while he asked, “Don’t you recognize me?”
Bambi had lowered his head, ready for combat. “Do you ... know us?” he replied.
The stranger interrupted him. “But Bambi!” he called, full of admonishment but trusting.
Bambi became hesitant when he heard his name being used. The sound of this voice tugged at some kind of memory in his heart, but Faline made no delay and jumped forward to meet the stranger.
“Gobo!” she exclaimed and the she was silent. She stood there without a word, without moving. She had lost her breath completely.
“Faline ...” said Gobo gently, “Faline ... sister ... you recognize me ...” He went to her and kissed her on the mouth. Suddenly the tears began to flow down his cheeks.