Clay-Boy thought of the albino deer and the doe. He wondered where they were now and whether the buck had covered the doe successfully. Late breeding would mean that the fawn would be born past the season next summer, and might not mature enough to survive the winter. He resolved to watch for the fawn when summer came. A baby deer would be almost impossible to find because of the near perfection of its camouflage, but if the new creature took its father’s albino coloration, Clay-Boy thought he might have a better chance.
