November 20, 2011 - 10:34pm — Seed
I arrived sometime before the birth... And I will be frank, there's much about this moment I don't understand. When Walter showed up, I wasn't sure exactly what to do. Walter hasn't always behaved well about fawns... Nor has he always behaved well about Illrose, which is what made this situation. But when he came up, she nodded -- I guess they decided that whatever had happened, the fawn was theirs to help protect.
Or something. I'm not sure I understand all of this. Either way, he clearly did his best to protect her, only letting deer near when Illrose gives them the nod. Like a bouncer. Sitting there, waiting, I felt the anticipation so thick in the air that it seemed a tastable smell, like all air in the world of snakes.
I even think Walter was a little anxious, which may rank as almost cute. But then, he was also swearing blue streaks at passer-byes who were just running on the side of the twin god's hills. He chased off a few others more immediately, and tried to shoo a few folks... But I was actually impressed. I guess Walter's felt that if he's going to have a biological family, he's going to need to pull it together for them, even just a little. And that's touching, in its own way.
Those of us watching, holding our vigil in prepartion of the newborn's life, seemed to gather a decent distance away. I may have been the closest seating observer. I guess I'm just not very threatening, ha-ha. I also got a chance to say Hi to Rut and Saosin, whom I haven't seen in a while. I'm sorry that it had to be while there was something going on. I just... I don't like choosing between friends, but sometimes it's not about who I like better, or anything.
Please don't think I'm insulting you, is what I'm trying to say. But Walter was there for one of the most important days of my life, and sometimes I've got to try and repay my favors. Please, do, seek me out for a rain check.
The birth of the fawn was very quiet. She didn't have much energy at first, but she did seem healthy enough, and sweet -- she rested beneath her mother for the first little while. Anyone who got too close got told off, naturally. Eventually she began to skip about and play with the other fawns. And even gave me a gentle little sniff, as if not sure what to make of this big green thing hopping around.
...I wondered, for a while, what sort of future this fawn would have. If the people here, wanting to respect a moment of sacred power, would make a difference in her life. Maybe, maybe not...Except...
There must be something to be said for being born on a sunny day, surrounded by the warmth of your family. I envy the little one.
I hope that there'll be good times coming for Maeve, hidden in the omen of a strangely warm autumn day.
This was very beautiful.
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