The Push
Before Andrew could think further, the animal charged back toward him. His breath caught, expecting impact. But instead of striking, the reindeer nudged its heavy head firmly against his lower back. The push wasn’t violent—it was controlled, deliberate, and clear. “Okay, okay,” Andrew stammered, stumbling forward. The reindeer turned instantly, trotting back toward the forest. Andrew realized then this was no random act. The animal was leading him, demanding he come along.
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