

She told him her name was Blaith Dearg, the daughter of Finn’s great enemy, Dearg.

Then the deer turned into a beautiful young woman. The deer stopped and waited for Finn to catch up to her, and when she turned to look at him with a very human look in her eyes, he thought for a third time that there was something special about her. He thought again that this was no ordinary deer. Then Bran and Sceolan ran out in front of him, and he saw that instead of chasing the deer, they were running by her side, gambolling playfully. The doe ran so swiftly that soon the rest of Finn’s men began to fall behind, till at length there was only Finn and his two hounds keeping up with her. She led them on a game, weaving through the forest, dancing hither and tither, and seeming to tease the hounds.įinn was puzzled by this – he could see this was no ordinary doe – and he followed all the more eagerly, keen to catch such a prize. Normally, the hounds of the Fianna would play with a doe a little, and take pleasure in the hunt, before bringing her down, but this time, the doe seemed to be the one in charge. The dogs caught the trail of a doe, and they began to chase. He was out one day hunting, enjoying the freedom of running through the land, with his hounds Bran and Sceolan by his side, and the rest of the Fianna and their dogs running behind.
Tir na nag mac#
There was nothing the great Finn Mac Cumhaill liked more than a feast with a story and song, except for a hunt with his hounds and his men.
