.....:Funny, how sleep seems to pass so quickly, that I can barely catch myself in the process of it. Dreams, as if only visiting for a short while completely dissapeared from my conciousness. Ah well, I suppose pain has a natural need for the spotlight. It had seemed only a short moment before my body woke me, once again, to greet the foggy day with vigor that I couldn't seem to gather.




......:In the far off distance, barely within my range of vision, I spotted a few famliar deer gathering in the fog. Ah, Sir Virgil. I felt my face frown, and I lowered my antlers almost instinctively. Could he not learn how to forgive. Though, he must of spotted me, and as I felt our eyes meet, there was a shooting pain that surged through every vessel which carried my blood. The aching once more returned, and my body felt heavy as I tried dearly to hold a strong stance. If he would not forgive, then...I suppose I wouldn't either. Oh, but what was I thinking! Such irrational thoughts brought on by pain, I suppose that could be the cause. But once more, I could offer no other excuse, not that any would be viable, to such silly behaivor that I was displaying.




.....:It was an endless, continuous dance, that I seemed to partake in as I cautiiously approached and retreated so consistantly. Pain was felt, everywhere, the mist carressing each open wound and sending a numbing sensaiton of pain directly to my brain. Foolish mist! Although I welcome such weather, how I despaired it then! It wouldn't stop taunting me in my weakness, how dare it! "And it hides you from your poor old mother!" "Ah, but I do miss you, mi luna." I paused...had I just replied to that invisible voice? No, I already judged that it didn't exist. I focused my eyes, noting that I now lay, watching the growing group that gathered around the pond. I stood abruptly, shooing the voices in my mind and focusing entirely on the distant deer.
......:I bowed to him, tossing my head lightly. I tried so desperatly to show in my eyes, that I'd made up my mind in forgiveness. I wasn't to be the judge on who forgave who, but I tried to show my upset in my desicion with my body language. Fight who he wishes, I was in no condition to stop him. With a slow turn on my hooves, I walked away, nodding to a distant, blue-eyed deer that I had met numerous amounts before.




......:I stood for quite an amount of moments, letting my body sway in the torturous mists which flickered by. I couldn't bare to lay, for it would exert far too much pain into my already fading body. Suddenly, my ears perked, and I weakly rose my head, listening to the pace of the hooves. It was her. My lips parted, letting out a light chuckle, that made of nervous anxiety, not quite of laughter. Poltergeist...my Poltergeist... She spotted me, and I fought the rushing pain to let out a grin, and I rose me head to at least assist in my horrendous posture. The dark-pelted doe surged forward, and I only took a few steps before embracing her, basking in the warmth which now whispered away the cool mist. I couldn't think of any sorts of words, my mind was too busy tossing away my physical pain, as for now I wanted to concentrate on her. She always seemed a bit fragile beneath my touch, but I knew that the adding of my wounds to my image surely played a number on her mind. We pulled away from eachother, and I looked to her eyes, only to see that same pleading look which asked my well being. I glanced at my own wounds, before locking gazes with her once again. "...I...tripped?" I chuckled, listening as her nervous giggle echoed mine. "But truly, don't let yourself become worried. They're healing." I paused once more, now glancing away towards a far off tree. "I have a gift for you... but naturally you'll have to find it first. One could say I placed it where you let your dreams take wing." I upheld my grin, before perking my ears to another famliar sound.




.....:Focusing my eyes, we both ended up spinning our heads to spot Miss Ravenflight cantering over nearer to us. I bowed, both of us speaking gracious hellos as I also dismissed my wounds. We chatted, catching up on times past as I fought off the looming pain that clawed at my mind. Yet, to make sure I wasn't to partake in anymore quarrells, I kept my mind well-alert to the deer which surrounded us. My heart was pounding, sending pins through my body and surging into my wounds, and the need to rest soon became a prevalent thought. I turned to Sir Virgil in the distance, and then back to Poltergeist and Miss Ravenflight bowing my head. "If you'd, excuse me..."




......:I turned around sharply, bursting forward with my weakening legs in direction opposite of my company. I let out a shuddering cough, and felt a metal-like taste engross my mouth. Blood. I cursed, cleaning up the area around my mouth as I turned back to face the company I had recently fleed from. "It's color is that to the forest floor." I called out to Poltergeist, trying to hide the pain in my voice. "Until we meet again." I shuddered, before collasping in a realm of sleep which overtook me as if the sky was collasping on my body all at once.