August 30, 2010 - 8:12pm — Gustiro
IC:
Noisy clacking sounds and stomping hooves filled the otherwise quiet scene of the Ruins. Occasionally a furious bellow would echo throughout, adding to the rest of the ruckus. The large bull found himself stuck, his head wedged between two towering pillars. Trying to pull back he would find his wide, oversized bowl like antlers clacking against the stone columns preventing his escape. Pushing forward his broad shoulders would prohibit any further forward movement. How in the world the bulky stag got himself stuck in the first place was a conundrum and now he simply could not find an escape.
He paused from his frantic attempts at freeing himself. His sides heaved, loud huffs wafting from the hallow skull mask that he wore. His large body slumped against the stone wall from which the pillars stood against, the bricks built up as high as his chest preventing him from laying completely down. He looked as if he was nearly hanging in his attempt to rest. Despite his new somewhat relaxed body his dark eyes were still wide behind the sockets of his mask.
OOC:
(( Let me know if you want to keep it one on one or if you would like others to join us if they want. : )
Ok. This had actually happened in the forest where I somehow got Gustiro stuck between two pillars at the Ruins. I mean, literarily, the game deer was stuck. It was so funny. XD Though he actually got loose at that time I figured I would use it for a roleplay starter. I hope you do not mind? I noticed in your biography you mentioned your fawn stays near the Ruins. Gustiro hates the Ruins because it is hard for him to maneuver around with his large size and restricting antlers. lol Anyway, I hope Gustiro freaking out wont make the poor fawn flee right away. XD If you think it would be out of character for her to approach at this point I could make some changes. : ) ))
((Sure, other people can jump
Jarred from her midday nap, the fawn's ears pricked up toward the sky. She craned her neck to look toward the gray mass of ruins and saw, much to her confusion, a massive stag in their midst. La's first impression was that he was being noisy for the sake of noise, but when she got up and trotted over she realized that he was positioned awkwardly, unnaturally.
She hurried her gait and bounded over a few rocks worn smooth my the ages. She stopped herself in front of the masked deer and recognized the problem--he'd caught himself between pillars. How? She wondered to herself.
She bleated a breathless greeting sound to him and began analyzing the situation, looking for a solution. Her immediate concern was less toward the great red deer than it was for her ruins. He was very large, and she feared that his antlers would damage the pillars and then the entire structure.
Calm down! She thought, and tried to make some soothing sounds to him while she paced, ears flattened against the back of her head.
His ears shot up as he saw
As his oddly positioned legs began to tingle from the uncomfortable way he had tried to rest he grew restless and shifted his weight back and forth. He finally drew himself to stand straight, no longer hanging awkwardly in his attempt to lay down and again attempted to pull his head free by pulling straight back to only find his straightforward attempts futile.
"No good," he told the young deer.
She squawked at him
His summary of the situation ("no good") was apt at a superficial glance, but if he could fit his broad antlers through one direction, he could do it again. La wished she'd seen him get stuck--then she would be able to work backwards. La stood on the remnants of another pillar so that she was almost eye-level with him. She leaped gracefully back to the dirt again, and ran around to another half-pillar for a different look.
"La!" She squealed suddenly, excited. Aha! She tilted her head sideways almost ninety degrees and jerked it back, hoping the stag would get the idea.
He froze at the squawking
As she moved back in front of him and did her little display he mimicked her movements. As his head turned so followed his large, wide antlers. Nearly tipped completely he pulled his head back and yet the edge of either antler still touched the pillars. It seemed he still had an inch or two left to tilt his head before making it to freedom. Though the stag seemed oblivious to the fact he was so close to getting loose and merely grunted in frustration and continued to pull. Two fore hooves braced against the base of the pillars and pushing.
At least he'd gathered the
Move it! She thought. Come on, big guy.
((Sorry that was a bit of a short post.))
An ear flicked as he felt the
Grunting he dragged his large bulk back onto his hooves and gave a powerful shake of his body. "Stupid, boy. Stupid," the red stag mumbled under his breath to himself. He may have even seemed to appear a bit embarrassed as he stretched his aching limbs and rolled his sore neck. Dark brown eyes then rose to find the fawn who had helped him. His ears perked as he peered around one of the pillars in search of her, finding her on the otherside. "Is good," he told the young doe. "Very good."
(( I do not mind short posts. You will see me do them from time to time. : ) ))
"La?" She asked. Are you
The fawn gave an teasing look to her elder and shook her head with a quiet laugh. She flicked her tail smugly and shifted her weight so she could paw at the ground to caution the buck against getting stuck in her ruins again. La was feeling particularly smug, having helped none other than an adult out out of a tight spot. The fact that he seemed embarrassed only made the little fawn feel more arrogant. In truth it was not a good look for her, but she liked to indulge.
Despite the brief show of
La responded positively to
She scanned the forest with her ears and eyes and was saw no golden pictographs glowing in the distance. Unusual and unsettling.
She realized she did not know the name of the big red stag at her side. She glanced at his pictograph and was amused to see that it looked like a frowning face. She was amused but did not show it. After she was comfortable enough, she put her head down in the grass.