the clearing is surrounded by old pine trees where knights used to practice swinging their swords. There are haystacks where they take wenches and pay them a sickle.
the clearing, Forest
deer
knight
I am a knight who has taken a solemn oath to protect the royals. My family is of noble blood and has always been charged with caring for the royalty of the kingdom. I take pride in being a knight and the honor it brings my bloodline.
Hmm, there seems to be game in the area for hunting. Please spare me, oh great knight! I'm not any ordinary deer! Gasp a talking deer! I can do more than just talk! I am the protector of this forest! How do you figure? I ward off threats against my fellow critters by using my wit and cunning, of course! Certainly a deer could never be more cunning than a knight of noble birth such as myself. Oh, I'd disagree. You've been so focused on my ability to talk that you didn't even notice when I snatched this off your person!  Or perhaps I simply allowed you to believe so. And what of this sword I also managed to swipe? I bet you didn't think that possible by a 4-legged beast!  Curse you deer, how dare you make a mockery of me and my blood line. Now that I've managed to outwit you, I think I've proven my worthiness not to be hunted like a simple animal?