Sita peered through the trees of the jungle. She heard a rustle that made both curious and scared all at once. She took a careful step forward and looked through the brush. Amidst the trees she saw a beautiful animal. It was a deer. Its fur was golden and its eyes sparkled with a ferocity that envied the sun. Silver spots speckled its back and its antlers were great and tall like the trees in which it hid. Sita's heart desired the animal. Its beauty was unparalleled. She wished to feel its soft fur and rest against its calming presence. Sita approached Rama. "I have beheld a glorious deer in the glen. I wish to have it in companionship." Rama felt uneasy at his wife's request. He had heard of devious rakshasas who took the form of deer in order to trick unexacting travelers. He refused his wife's request, but Sita pleaded. Reluctantly, Rama gave in to his wife's wishes. He pulled his brother, Lakshmana, aside and asked, "Brother, keep an eye on Sita...
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