August 25, 2009 - 12:57am — Zergarikiaka
It's been a long time since I have spoken freely. Much has happened since my last reminiscing, and there are many details I shall keep to myself. In the past weeks, I have become a sort of guardian for The Fawn, witnessed deer in unnatural pelts and lacking antlers completely, achieved a sort of alliance with The Priest, and battled one named Wesker, more than once. Never have I lost, even to this moment. I've joined a collection of others in 'honoring' the twin de-... statues, and once again encountered the giant stags who accompany their activities.
I must remember not to call them demons... At least until I see what the winter brings. I admit I don't have much hope that I will make it that long, but I should keep those ideas out of mind.
I have been working on not letting madness take over in combat... at least when it comes to defending her grave. When Wesker, that fool, tries to uproot it, I cannot afford to let the insanity take hold anymore. I cannot say for sure yet, if it is better or worse to fall into a 'seeing red' state in a fight or not. I have sparred with Virgil recently. I believe this friendly match of ours had helped in keeping a cool head for more serious battles.
Hnn... But on to more recent matters.
The other day, I had joined Spangled Plushblue, Lantern, and another in 'manning up' one of the biggest chicken-deer I've ever witnessed. I aimed to drive him to the fury needed to lower antlers, but all he could do was cower. Hnn... I could have eaten him, but I chose to let him live. I recall silent watching, and a battle occurring during the attack.
Yesterday afternoon, I finally introduced myself properly to the black and white doe who frequently lingers at the ruins. At first she had been more or less stalking me at the lake, while other does had gathered around me. The same stag I helped attack was among them. I did not attack a second time. No, I'd let him recover first. There is no fun in attacking a wounded stag.
But I also did not apologize.
Why would I?
Eventually I had returned to the ruins, collected poppies and left them at her grave. I could not help but feel somewhat at peace. There were no enemies or noted rivals in the forest. Melinoe, the black and white doe, joined me at the ruins, and I more or less introduced her to Laghodessa. It was not overly difficult to speak with the doe... she respected the buried and could communicate with the spirits. We had a common ground. I let her know that I could see, not just one, but all the spirits around these ruins... and around the forest.
Kaoori soon arrived at the ruins, and began morning at one of the graves. Others came and went, but Kaoori remained for a long while.
Eventually, after Melinoe had left, I wandered away from the ruins, and met with The Priest, Polt, Saosin, and others. A few fawns had joined us at some point, and one had pulled The Priest into dancing with him. Initially, I only stood there with a flat stare, but eventually I joined in. Another fawn had appeared, wearing a secretary pelt. It never stood, but moved along the ground like some odd serpent. I wasn't sure if Priest saw it, but I couldn't ignore it.
Eventually, I took a walk with Priest to the twin statues. We stopped and sat at the foot of their hill, looking on at the ivory titans. There were others at the top of the hill, including devout pelted fawns. I could sense the 'blessings' on them... like searing electricity, but I made no mentioning of it. The priest soon drifted to sleep, and I wandered off to the lake.
Looking back, I wished he had remained awake. It wasn't much after The Priest drifted off, that... HE... appeared before me.
Wesker...
He wasn't quite awake yet... so I hoped I could get back to the ruins before he would realize I was awake.
No such luck. I tripped over one of my chains on the way past Wesker, and by the time I was back on my hooves, he was well awake, inches away from me.
I would not be the first to shed blood, so I attacked immediately. He was ready, and soon our antlers were locked. Hooves dug through fur and flesh. Does and a few stags were around at the time, and began to call at us. I'm certain they were begging us to stop... but their roars pushed me on to fight harder. Wesker soon made a break for the ruins. I knew instantly that he would attack Laghodessa's gravesite again.
The word began to fall into crimson. I charged after him, chasing him down the entire way to the ruins. He beat me to Lagho's grave, and instantly began to tear at it. I slammed into him, and began to attack with teeth and hooves. His antlers formed a cage around me, digging profusely into my skin as I pushed to force him off her grave. Roars of pain and rage echoed out threw the red forest. A crowd had begun to gather, of ghosts and living does.
"TOUCH HER GRAVE AGAIN! I DARE YOU!" I screamed. Skin was being ripped clean off, leaving open patches of exposed muscle and free flowing blood on the both of us. He seemed to have been laughing. He was mocking her. Mocking my devotion to her...
The tendrils of madness began to creep toward me.
I was screaming in rage, but I clearly felt the pain from his antlers. Oh, if only they would snap off.
Hnn...
I struck his skull mask with my hooves, and knocked it off his face. Closer the tendrils came.
"No... not this time." I hissed, not at Wesker, but at the madness. "Come no closer."
I don't care if I was the only one to see them. I couldn't loose my head this time.
I could tell I was growing weary. My muscles were shuddering, and every breath stung my lungs. My blows were growing weaker. I was growing feint, and knew it. Finally, Wesker collapsed. The does and ghosts started crying over him. I looked at them with a tired sadness, and shuddered. I admit, I feared they would attack now. I didn't care...
I passed out, beside her grave.
Sweet does, kill me in my sleep if you must... but I had to protect her...
(I'll touch this up more in a bit)
The Priest looks over at the
"Is it not terrible...that it must come to this? That violence...must be the answer?" He looks away quickly.
((Quite a battle. o.o
"...'manning up' one of the biggest chicken-deer I've ever witnessed."
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...Is it sad that I find that funny?))
Darkweaver looks up, only
(lol nah, that was supposed to be funny)
"I know not. Perhaps...No.
((Okay. xD))
oh no.. I knew Kaoori was
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I'm a little wolf inside a girl.
Lightbringer-apprentice to Yorres
o.o I was actually kind of
and just so it's known, I know there was more that happened than I described... (since I switched Laghodessa in, but I left her parts out. She was among those who sat around the KO'ed wesker.) I just couldn't write about a lot since I was keeping this in one perspective. XD
No need to feel bad, they'll be back on their hooves soon. ^^
I didn't know how else to
After the fight I was having game/computer problems, I tried sneezing something off and the computer crashed and I can't remember what else happened. I saw Laghodessa before the fight.. she was a comfort to Kaoori.
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I'm a little wolf inside a girl.
Lightbringer-apprentice to Yorres
I missed this when you
I wish I had been there to see the fight. Oh well.
Just why does Wesker want to attack Lagho's grave, anyway?
I forgot about the part by the pond where you said Melinoe was "stalking" him. X3 She didn't really mean to. She went over there when she sensed him, because she had seen him before and was interested in him. But when she saw there were a bunch of deer there, she didn't want to get too close. She didn't want to approach Darkweaver as long as all those deer were around, so she just kinda tried to watch him from behind some trees, hoping that no one would see her and approach her. |3
That fool of a stag deserves such a punishment for defiling the spirit's resting place. If only I had been there to defend it myself. If I ever catch him at it, he will taste the sting of my hooves...
~Paz
deer: Amary, Melinoe, Oisín, Maera
Wesker: Go ahead and try,
I meant to comment on this earlier, but I have been horribly distracted as of late. XD I enjoyed reading this, though. ^^ Dark is an intriguing character, and it's always interesting to hear things from his point of view.
I did not mark you a
~Paz
deer: Amary, Melinoe, Oisín, Maera
Wesker: A fool for refusing
You call defiling a grave
~Paz
deer: Amary, Melinoe, Oisín, Maera
Wesker: Hnn...I have nothing
Hrmph... Follow him? I
~Paz
deer: Amary, Melinoe, Oisín, Maera
(By the way, sorry for
(I don't mind. XD But maybe
~Paz
deer: Amary, Melinoe, Oisín, Maera
(Good idea. ^^; I have a
<3 I love you people. XD