Patti thoughts, ( Ayala's human operator.. )




Sorry I've been away for so long. It's been a while since my character's red fawn racing days around the pond. I've been training as an EMS and security dispatcher at work and my days and nights have been turned upside down around the clock. Summer wanes in Minnesota, but still, just the first hints of autumn cool show themselves as a season changes. I have more sun yet to celebrate out here in real life free time. Still more than enough to spare.

Patti


Ayala's thoughts--



I met my shining one in the light of instant love today. He is magnificent. He gave me the guise of a blue bird, one I have never seen before, with the green fullness of life around my neck, and a pelt of soft shimmering silver, gold and gray. He is as dark as rich tamarack earth with a full grace of shell dawn glowing antlers with a mask of eyeless bone like that of a final sleeper. I do not know his name, his soul glyph is wordless air, but his heart is very clear. We slept by the crossing logs in the middle of the forest and were content. Hours flew like minutes and I forgot my quest to seek my father.. Will I gain a fawn from my new soulmate Prince of mine? Only time will tell. That fawn, will have to find me.

My new glyphless Prince and me in my joining bond gift of bird blue.


A summer's sweep ago, I sang. But for now, here is my journey. I shall share to any who will listen.

I was gifted the life of a pond hopper. I used my form wisely, playing hide and seek and tag with croaking hints at the bucks and does and fawns, ere but a few smart ones laughed as they sought my refuge inside of mysteriously fogging trees and pines that issued invisible animal spells without an apparent source.

Prankster hopper, hiding my spotted legs in trees!


I am adept now at snuggle rows, and air stacks along banks and in piles of air sits with other gentle folk. I feel older now and more at peace. I feel I can leave the essence of the pure white hide in my heart without wearing it on the outside for longer stretches of days.

The pure bliss of togetherness. The communication that knows no language or country barrier. We are all of Earth and sky.

I no longer need to be the ghost that I once thought was myself.

The young adult I once was as a young doe Dreamwalker.

Oh, Prince of the swift hoof, my heart is yours. We met by the fallen oaks facing the four directions of the wind. I cannot see your name, nor your eyes of black amid the bone. Yet your soft soul soothes my restless one and I am warmed by your earthy silk and sunny moods. Oh, how I wish for a long run with you, leading the way, like a comet, showing me those places you dearly love and choose to share with me. Your other friends of coral antler and bone visage with the orange coat and flesh consumed are clearly as devoted to you as I find myself. I shall meet you daily where we began.

May the sunlight kiss all our faces and the wind caress our coats as we sit and lie in contentment of the herd bond. I greet thee, soulmate Prince.

Sky and Light. Our everlasting blessing above the Forest..

I am a doe content to spend the rest of my days finding my way back to you if ever we find ourselves apart in the wood. I cannot wait to get to know you as my second folk soul deeper than my own skin. I sincerely believe that my restless fawn to young doe ways are ended.

Blessed be the Endless Forest and all her folk of fur, hide and feather.

Ayala the Dreamwalker is finally home.

Ayala, the Doe.

But then, just as we sighed as one.. came the miracle of the night. Cold frozen falling light
and water amid mushrooms so big, we couldn't even begin to feast on their bounty.

Mushrooms and snow night.