She tends to get carried away which normally results in other deer gritting their teeth or wanting to destroy her. While she may intentionally be trying to get under their skin she may also be trying to prove a valuable point; whether or not the deer is capable of understanding why she is doing something or not. It brings a sense of peace and victory to her. So long as she got whatever it was out of her system she is usually golden. That is not always the case though, as she can hold grudges for quite a long time.
No matter her reasons, to most, she comes off as annoying, clingy, demanding, and who knows what else, perhaps a little(or a lot) off her rocker, however all of the taunting, attacking, and urges to destroy her will not get rid of her, at least not immediately. With that said, important events can act as key points in her life, which can create change. It can be hard for such events to actually impact her though.
Unfortunately if she has taken an interest in your deer they will be stalked and given any treatment she deems necessary. Every deer is different; if they're mean to her sometimes she likes it(She also feels that no matter the state of their relationship at that time there is still a chance to mend it and form a bond, whether it be on an intimate or platonic level), other times she wants revenge. If they love her sometimes she will return the affection, other times play them against other deer. There is no telling. One thing is for certain though, if they have caught her interest good enough it is doubtful that they will shake her loose on their own. The only methods to losing her are if she finally gets bored, the deer of interest disappears and she can not follow, on very rare occasions are able to make her see reason, OR on even rarer occasions she lets the deer go, and would like to keep said deer in her life on some sort of friendly level. There is also reproducing. While not always effective, it has been proven that the birth of a fawn from a deer that she had strong feelings for
can forever break her desire to be with them(Dinah Moon for example). Mpreg however doesn't count, because she strangely likes that(Discovered when Emdeaur had their fawn).
As for strange/Unknown deer(This includes nameless deer and fawns)... sometimes she tolerates them and other times not.
Deer on her black list are not always harassed. As a matter of fact she will try to avoid them if she can. If she happens upon them by accident, may or may not chase/harass them/their group. If such a deer comes within view she will probably go investigate, though it is highly unlikely for her to actually engage the deer or its group unless they display provocative behavior. It is not guaranteed though.
Sianna does not like fawns. She adopted one once and even that poor thing got mistreated... the only reason she adopted it was because she was jealous of Dinah Moon's adoptee. She has no attachment to them what-so-ever. She murdered her own child in her human life so how could she possibly like them? She is unpredictable around them, and chances are if deer around her set her off she will go for the weakest party in an attempt to teach them a lesson, i.e. fawns. - Known to attempt to abduct fawns or use them as leverage if need be.
To clear up confusion, especially because in "
What A world" she acted as though she loved her child. She did, she loved him with all of her heart and soul. The reason she can not stand fawns is because she killed her child thinking it was the right thing to do. Once reincarnated she realized that despite loving him she still committed murder, and could never love another child the same ever again. Why change now? She feels as though she has committed the ultimate sin. In short, it all backfired. - It should be noted that if she does happen to attach herself to another deer well enough, she is known to promise them that she will bare them a son(As she had with Sorog before driving him to insanity). It is a deadly game of chance, and only she knows what will come of it.
If Sianna knows how another deer ticks and she dislikes them she will usually do quite a bit of poking around to flare them up.
Deer that are used in her games and play along, or do not catch on, are considered 'toys' and are used for her own amusement until they have exceeded their usefulness, whereas they are for the most part forgotten(unless they make a turnaround), and replaced with new toys.
Recently fond of adopting young or adult deer smaller than herself and keeping them as pets(A status like Quicksilver), however this sort of thing could be considered a rare occurrence. Extremely attached to these deer and tends to become possessive. They are property, and she does not like other deer attempting to claim her property or steal her property. Also doesn't like deer she doesn't like around them.
If a deer manages to evade anything bad, good job. It's a good thing. She does have a soft side, a side that yearns to better herself, a side that wants to do right.
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"Madam!"The mottled stag
Sianna laid there, not only
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Freyja - The doe attempted to take a deep breath only to be cutoff by a painful sensation striking her chest, shoulders, and ribs, fighting back a wail of agony that desperately wanted to slip passed her lips. Dry, her lips were... and a mouthful of cotton it seemed, she was thirsty. - Sianna would disregard everything that the stranger said, she didn't need any of that. Instead, she would command him to do something else. "Carry me. Pick me up now and take me to the pond".
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His ears flicked back as she
Once she seemed settled, he himself would wade into the water to dip his antlers in it, hoping to freshen up the flowers tangled in his tines. It was quite the odd picture; his long fur was dripping in long trails, especially around his neck, and he had the occasional weed stuck in his crown. "Who did that to you, anyhow?" he'd query after a long silence, slowly walking out of the pond with lengths of fur hanging down around his hide. Brynhried stayed where he was though; not too close to her, but rather standing guard.
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Freyja - She could not believe how much of a pushover this stag was being, or at least that is what she thought of him as. At the grunt she could of rolled her eyes, but instead she returned it with one of her own. - As the stag lowered himself, and with much aid in getting her in the middle of his back, she would finally rest there... uncomfortably, but it shouldn't of lasted long anyways. At first she would feel nothing, though as he began to move onward every inch of her body felt set aflame, what with all of the lacerations, and quite possibly some broken bones somewhere. She would try to hold back the sounds of pain, but to no avail, some seeped through, releasing howls of misery and groans of discomfort.
As they approached the bank and he laid down, finally after what felt like an eternity, she would gently slide from him, body meeting with the cool, crisp water. Her wounds stung at first contact, though the unpleasantness of it all soon faded.
Sianna would inhale lightly, eyes momentarily closed. She would look to the stag who had at this point waded into the water himself, and as he dipped his tines into that refreshing aqua, she would soak in the feel of small, rippling waves colliding with her form. - The doe had tried to avoid speaking with the stranger as much as possible, especially once she thought she had already had him figured out, even if this was their first encounter, no matter how short. His question however... changed that. "Oh...", she says softly, not even above a whisper. "It doesn't matter... telling you who it was isn't going to get revenge. If only there was someone, somewhere, that could ever help poor, little injured me. I didn't deserve this", her head would shake faintly, a sniffle given. "I try so hard sometimes... you know? Then I get stepped on and beat up... I think... I think I want to cry".
He felt bad, hearing that she
"I wouldn't go after them. I probably wouldn't even know them," he assured her, looking away as she continued. Brynhried wasn't sure what to think of it; it sounded sincere, but silly, atleast to him. Were all does like this? "Don't cry," was all he could manage, looking back at the victim. It took a moment before he'd say something again. "Let it out. But don't cry. Does the water help?" He'd tease the surface of the shallows with a hoof, spreading ripples across the surface. The entire situation confused him, but that was normal, wasn't it?
Sianna closed her eyes at his
Sianna would let silence upon them for a short time, letting everything he said play over in her mind several times before doing the unexpected; through pain and all, she would bite it back, struggling, though successfully pull herself to all fours. Heavy breathing would follow as she stood upon those shaky, spindly legs. Head was down, eyes peering into the water, watching it create small ripples with each droplet merging again with the pond. Once she was stable that neck would crane, glazed eyes now resting on the stranger. She did not move, just stared with a sharp, piercing gaze. "I could just peel your face off, if you prefer. Better yet, I could drowned you in the pond here", her tone was steadily growing toxic. "Now which would you prefer, dumbass? Me to suppress the feeling to cry, or this urge to watch you struggle until your last breath?".
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TheRising - If he moves now and again, it's not so bad. No worries.
He is quite standoffish at
I have noticed. It's not a
He caught that look and was
"No, don't bottle it up, I mean you should-" he was interrupted as she continued. Then there was silence; before she stood up, he quietly continued, never raising his voice. "I think talking is a good way to deal with feelings....bottiling it up is the worst thing....I don't know. I'm sorry. Perhaps crying is good." Again, maybe a doe thing?
But then she began to stand up, and his eyes widened with both wonder and worry. She was stronger than he'd thought, presumably ignoring all that pain just to do it. A little bit of admiration maybe; it wasn't dashed when she suddenly stared at him, beginning to speak with venom of horrible things. At the word drown, he visibly cringed; no, no, no, don't go there. He hadn't done that. It wasn't his fault; he nearly shut himself off, closing his eyes to stop images, opening them when she finished her talk. And he was silent again, tangerine irises drilling into the dirt near his fluffy chest. Calm. Peace.
Brynhried replied with none of the violence that she spoke with; still as level as ever, while still with enough emotion to remain un-robotic. All the insults and threats he took like punches, but those punches he was very accustomed to."You're hurt. Please don't strain your injuries." The stag paused, with a moment of horror as he thought that her words sounded almost like something his father would say. He even wondered if she wasn't just bluffing. "I only want to assist you. If my presence is disconcerting, then I will help by leaving." With this, he'd rise on his tall legs again, face turning stony as he strived to push memories of past sins away, with the occasional twitch.
The does ears would fall flat
Sianna would watch the other; observing, wondering, listening. When he spoke that sudden burst of adrenaline had entirely depleted. Her eyes would be averted, now staring down into the crisp water beneath her. Slowly but surely she would look back to the stranger, and with whatever strength was left carry herself closer to the bank. Through labored breathing and gritted teeth she would lower herself down; upper half meeting with the muddy bank, and lower meeting with the cool pond water.
"You cant help me", she begins, her tone low and saddened, a dramatic shift from the explosion. "Many have tried and failed. You are no different", of course she was speaking mentally, not physically. She had grown to accept the lack of help when she was injured; usually tending to her own wounds. That aside, she had also grown to cope with her own mental state, the outcome of it in the end? Her mind was slowly diminishing, getting help would soon be all but a lost cause, if it weren't already. - The phoenix had created far too many enemies, and while new deer were always arriving in the forest, they would never be good enough for her.
"Leave".
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