Loki went up to the white Stag till he was practically infront of it. He stood there watching it as it watched him. Loki then muscled up the courage to touch the Stag's head. Loki's smile grew as he looked into its eyes. The Stag then backed away a little from the fae's touch and bowed his head before Loki. 

Quert then spoke up after seeing this. "The White Heart bows before the Prince of the Moors, father." He said in amazment. Muir smiled. "He's blessing him." Muir then directed his words toward the Huntsman. "You have eyes, Huntsman, but you do not see. You, who have been with him the longest. He is life itself, he will heal the land. He is the one. Can't you feel it? Are your ailments not gone? Gold or no gold, where he leads, I follow." Muir spoke up as he set his staff down. Gus spoke up. "Aye." "I'm with you" Gort said next. "I'm with you" Quert was the last to speak as the others nodded. 

Suddenly all that was wonderful was now put to horror as the large white stag was shot by an arrow. It raised itself and rearing as Loki quickly backed away as trying to calm the beast before looking in the direction it was shot, seeing an archer in the distance. Loki soon became horrified and froze on the spot. Knowing full well that they were the men that attacked that village they were at. Feeling his heart ache for all the woman and children that were possibly killed that night, he didn't know what to do for he felt he couldn't move. The Dwarves saw this scene before them and were horrified as they saw the stag be shot before their eyes. The started to stay their ground as Beith and the rest saw who attacked. "Huntsman! Get him and let's go!"