When I woke up, I was greeted by two rather no-gooder fawns, who evidently found it entertaining to see a little blind fawn cower in fear, because she has no idea if their taunts and teases are serious, or in good fun. Given my experience, I take all threats seriously -- and when someone lowers their antlers at me, I take offense. Thus, when these two fawns continued to lower their antlers, tease, and rear at me, I began to feel quite fearful. Where was the phantom when I needed him? I stayed where I was for a while, hoping the fawns would grow bored of their cruel games, and run off. They did, and I split.

Eventually, I found the phantom. We collided into each other by accident -- he running full speed toward me, and I running full speed toward him. It was a rather curious and silly moment. We ran about in our usual way, taking rests often.



At one point, he took me to the stream, where we drank. Then I spotted Quamar, sleeping on the bridge. I ran over to say hello, but he didn't stir. That's when I saw Seth! I was so excited to see him, I galloped over and gave him a heartfelt nuzzle, letting him know how happy I was to see him. The phantom hung back, watching as we kicked up our heels in glee. If there's one deer who can always brighten my day, it's Seth.

After a while, I tried to introduce Seth to the phantom. The phantom, however, would hear nothing of the matter, and refused to come near Seth. Discouraged and saddened that my two favorite stags would have nothing to do with each other, I resorted to bouncing back and forth between one and the other. I'd stick by Seth, playing and laughing, and then run off to accompany the phantom in his silent, watchful ways. It went on like this for a while -- Seth and I tried to get him to come closer, and join us. He never did.



Seth and I practiced our acrobatics and other unusual antics. We probably looked quite silly, but it was a ton of fun.



After a while, I fell asleep again. When I awoke, Seth was sleeping next to me. And much to my surprise, there was a deer looming over us. He began to paw at Seth. After a while, his actions took a less-innocent turn, and he began to lower his antlers and stomp all over Seth and I. Frightened and shaken to the core, I leapt up and ran off. Some other deer, who had seem what happened, followed me, and convinced me to turn back. I did, and we shooed the no-gooder deer away from the sleeping Seth. Some deer can be so rude.



I was glad to be rid of the trouble-maker. Several more deer joined us, after the no-gooder deer left. Feeling enlivened by a day spent with Seth, I welcomed the company. We jumped around in glee, being silly and having fun. I even ran into my newest friend, Dynamite. He is very similar to me, you see. We suffer from similar emotions; orphans that we are. It's hard to get used to him being so close all of the time, but I have learned to live with it.

After a while, Dynamite fell asleep, and Seth woke up!



I climbed up onto Seth's back, and we became the unstoppable duo! Then another deer joined us -- a really nice deer, who was there when Seth was being bombarded by that trouble-making deer. We then became a freak-show act!



Some interesting experimentation lead to some rather.. peculiar antics...



After that, Seth and I ran to the pond, where Seth decided to sit on an unsuspecting Perplex.



Then we took a swim in the stream; which was.. strange.



I could see the phantoms pictograph, I knew he was around. But he did not come join us; he didn't even watch me from a distance. I wonder why he refuses to come around, when I'm with Seth? I was quite sad to know that he wasn't looking out for me. But Seth's company more than made up for that.

Soon, another deer came and began lowering his antlers at Seth. I watched, frightened, as the two stags locked antlers with each other. What is with all of the aggressive stags, lately? There must be an extra dose of testosterone in the air, or something.

Anyway, after that, I decided to go sleep. I said goodbye to Seth, and ran off to find the phantom. I found him laying on one of the playground rocks, all alone. I gave him a little nuzzle, hoping he would wake up. He didn't stir. Resigned, I curled up beside him and went to sleep.

Lemon