Paris's POV
Clint and Loki had been talking for a while. So I took this time to go for a nice walk. I went on my own to take a walk for a while, admiring the scenery and everything around me. I saw a midgaurdian animal Tony said was called a deer. I froze and looked at it in wonder. It's fur was a light brown with white dots along it's back. It's eyes were beautiful. It looked at me and took a few steps towards me, I extended my arm towards it and it nuzzled my hand. I smiled and pet the strange animal. It's fur was soft and warm. "What is it like? Being something different from the others?" I asked. Though I knew the deer would not respond. I sighed and sat on the ground, the deer laying across my lap. "I know how that feels. To be different. But I am not saying being different is bad. I'm just...bad. Where I am from is a terrible place. I would never wish upon anyone to go there."
