I knew I smelled a hint of jealousy there.~
Poor Thane, though. ♥

The young doe may be inexperienced in countless ways but there was something she had learnt as she had grown up. There were times when she had upset someone even though she had no intentions to do so. Lesson was learnt and she would always give the needed space to calm down to someone she had angered. This was what she had done with Thane as well. It was something she'd do for everyone's sake. The male had scared her quite badly the other day but believe it or not, she had seen worse with one of her dearest friends.

The young doe had been keeping her distance even though she might have been seen lurking somewhat near the male. That always happened when she had grown fond of someone. She was not able to fully let them be. She had to know they were okay.

Underneath her out-going cover she had been pondering proper ways to apologize. None of them seemed good enough. It had been his home she had tainted. She would never to such thing in purpose. But the mistake was made and now would be the time to try to make things right again. She wouldn't want to lose his friendship.

There was something in the male's presence and the way he was that fascinated her in many ways. One of the factors would be that he wasn't so easily cuddled. She respects his principles and does not want to cause any harm, mental or physical, to him.

The doe had been spending her afternoon near the Pond, still pondering how to apologize. No good ways came to her mind but it had to be done. She stood up stretching her legs and smelled the air trying to catch Thane's scent. She walked with her head held high trying to find the scent she was looking for. If she was a human, she would be walking on her toes. Finally. She caught it and started to follow it.

It didn't take long until she saw the male she was looking for in the distance. She stopped for a moment and took a deep breath. You can do it. He is not going to hurt you. Be a grown up and just apologize. It'll be fine. She kept repeating that in her mind. Slowly she approached the male, her heart raced in her chest again. She was already behind him. It was time.

"Thane?" She started. The tone of her voice was quiet as always. "I know I might be the last one you'd want to see, but it doesn't matter. There is just one thing I need to say and then I can go again." She paused for a while to take a deep breath before she continued. "I know you're upset and you have every right to be. I think I would be, too. I don't have a speech prepared for you or anything fancy.. I just wanted to say I'm sorry for what I did. I was honored to be invited to your home and I should have shown more respect to that. " She shook her head lightly so that the flower behind her ear would fall down to the ground and she would pick it up.

" Here." She gave it to the male hoping he would remember the value of that flower. It wasn't easy to give it away.

// And me fails. There should be a picture but it seems like it's not showing up. v___v Linked it instead.

Thankfully she had had to learn how to keep herself calm and not to start trembling all out of a sudden. She yet again managed to keep herself from trembling and getting overwhelmed. Rejection was something she hated, even more than being without physical contact. The last mentioned she could handle if needed.
Her ears pressed against her head. Didn't he want it? What was wrong with it? She had fought with herself hard before being able to give something as valuable as that to him and as she heard him not wanting it made her slightly irritated. "Nnhn." She was about to speak up about it but decided not to. Things were working out again so why mess with it?
No words were said by her, she didn't know what to say. She just sat down as she was told to and hid her tail between her legs with her ears still flattened to her head.

// Psh. She just felt bad for what happened.

She lowered her head just a bit to make it easier for him to put it back there where it had been placed on her first day here. She kept her silence and looked around the area he called home and started to wonder to whom else it had once belonged to. For her there was no such place as home, her home was wherever she went and at the same it it was nowhere.
As he mentioned his partner being gone, the young doe glanced at him trying to see how he felt about the matter. If it had been her, she would have been sad, depressed maybe. He didn't seem too sad about it, though. "Sorry to hear that she's gone. It's never nice being left behind." Her gaze dropped to the ground whilst she spoke quietly. She understood now and would do her best not to disrespect the area again.
Miyako's ears twitched as she tried to listen as carefully as possible. She even closed her eyes to make her hearing better. "Hardly." She wasn't able to tell if it was the hoof beats of others from the distance or did she really hear the ones he was talking about. "What do they do when bad things happen here accidentally?" She was curious and eager to learn more but did not want to push him. She closed her eyes again and focused on listening.

As Miyako aged it everything was starting to clear up. Especially the fact that she did not have biological parents around here. She had also been left behind, or that is what she assumed.
A frown appeared upon her face as she still tried to hear the hoof beats he mentioned. Her eyes were still tightly closed. She was able to hear something but was not sure, the echo of the hoof beats was different from what she heard otherwise. Decided to let that subject be and later on see if she was able to hear them. When it was quieter.
She opened her eyes and let out a sigh before she shook her head to relax. Her neck and chest fur puffed briefly. After hearing the consequences of bad events in this area she observed the male for a moment in complete silence. "And then they feed you your own eyes?" Something made her believe that he was joking around and so she threw some gas in the fire and played along. Her expression was startled as she spoke but her devious yet playful grin gave her playfulness away.
"I assume by that you mean Neiro, right? I haven't seen him today. Don't know where he is, really. Why you even ask?" She was curious to know.

She bit her tongue to prevent herself from laughing. Inside that innocent little doe was hidden another side of her. The one that was fascinated by danger and anything involving it in various levels. It was not another persona or anything; one factor in her early life had introduced her to danger, to violence and to blood. She did not seek it but the rushes of adrenaline was mind blowing and partly why she almost always ran to interfere a fight between her friend and someone. The bigger factor there was to get it to stop.
Still, her expression showed the disgust she felt as she thought about something eating her alive from the inside. Not pretty. Not at all. "I'd rather stay away from such things. They don't sound too nice." She shook her head again but this time to get that disgust away.
"You sure?" She lowered her head to catch his eye before she laid her head to the ground and rolled to lay on her back in a cat-like pose. "If there is something bothering you, don't hesitate to ask. I won't bite." She saw everything upside down and her ears were pressed against her forehead as she balanced on her back. Soon enough she lost her balance and rolled to lay on her side.

Part of the reasons for her odd actions, rolling to lay on her back, was being cute. But there was something that counted more; it was a test of trust and safety. She was swift and fast with her movements if needed so if he was about to harm her, she would have a chance to take off. Of course, there is always a possibility for him being even faster. She was willing to take the risk to see if she could really trust the male near him.
This time she was lucky. Nothing bad happened and she was pleased. Turning her back or resting underneath someone were two other tests she used but this was the ultimate test of trust. He passed. Miyako stood up and laid down tugging her legs tightly underneath him and curled her tail around her. She leaned against the tree beside her.
She listened carefully and snorted at the way he put emphasis on the word friend. For some reason most of her friends didn't like each other. Most of them were males and probably had the urge to keep her to themselves and not to share her with other males. "He is what he is. I believe in time he will give the proper respect to ones who deserve it, such as you." Her voice was gentle, not bitter in any way. If the situation had been turned upside down, Thane having doe sniffing around him and giving him affection, she most likely would not like the doe. She was growing fond of the male, even slightly possessive of. "I'll keep him away. Although, in my defence, I did not bring him here last time. Anyway, I'm sure he'll understand." She flashed a brief smile and winked at him.

She said nothing in response to his first statement. There was nothing left to say in that matter. Only things that would lead into a argument, a fight, something she didn't care for right now. Others had doubted Neiro's intentions when it came to her. She had been told that he is not good company for her and that she should stay away. Stubborn and curious as she was she wanted to figure Neiro out more to see if the others were right. She wasn't willing to admit that just yet.

As she noticed him scooting closer, she lifted her gaze up to him like asking if it was alright to touch him. Her observation lead her into conclusion that it was okay. She inched her muzzle a bit closer to the tip of his skull and gently rubbed it. The movement there was so subtle that it was difficult to even notice. She closed her eyes as she touched him. It felt nice, even if it wasn't much.

Making better friends? Who had said he wouldn't be a good friend for her. Even though their recent 'scuffle' had been negative, it did not make him less good friend. "I am here because I want to be here." She paused pondering if she would give him a little lick to his skull. She decided not to just because. "I'd rather have only a few good friends than a bunch of acquaintances. Besides, I like spending time with you, Thane." A chuckle escaped her mouth.

Not long after she moved her muzzle only an inch away from his, he could still feel her warmth radiating to his skull but she no longer touched him. Not that she didn't want to. Oh, how she'd love to climb up to his back and just rest there. Groom a little, rub her face against his neck. Remembering his words, she controlled herself and just laid there somewhat close to him. When she said she wants to be there was something she sincerely meant. The other day she was partly afraid of the possibility of him harming her in any way but she was more afraid of losing him over such thing.
Now that she was no longer a fawn, she rarely went to strangers just to rest with them and to fall asleep. She thought it would be weird. Inappropriate, maybe. As a fawn she went to almost anyone who seemed nice enough and clung to it to rest.
She gave him a nod in response for his first question, and a smile. Her deep blue eyes shining. She was content. "Let's just say that I am here as long as you let me be." It was true. She would leave him to get a drink or to let him be alone for a moment but she would return to him as long as he'd allow her to. Thane was not one of those from whom she'd need a reason to stay. Not yet. The young doe was not fully aware of his lack of company. Most of the times when she had seen him there had been someone with him, like today. That odd timid male.
"I'd rather have friends with whom I like spending time than just protectors. It's nice if friends can protect you but it's not necessary. It is about time for me to stand up for myself and fight my own battles. But first I'd practice fighting," She babbled on and on without noticing it and when she finally noticed it, a slight blush appeared upon her face. She hoped she wasn't boring him.
"Hnhh, you can be sure I'll come to you whenever possible. Get used to this face, mister. You'll be seeing it until you can't stand it anymore." She stuck her tongue out at him before getting serious again. "It's good to know my company is welcomed. Really good."

It was enough for her. It it hadn't been she would have not been able to control herself. But she was able to control herself and that's why pulled away.
There had been times when she had had to stand her ground verbally when facing a tough situation but for now all her battles were fought for her. One time she had defend herself before someone interfering. One. Time. If she ever got lost outside this forest, she would be so very screwed. There is no predators in here like in the outside world. There she should be able to beat down every possible threat but how could she do that when she has no idea how to. "I'd like that. You don't have to worry about hurting this little flower. In order to get good, one must suffer at least a little bit." A shrug. She knew there was a chance of getting hurt if her practice opponent was a male who could get carried away.
She let out a brief giggle after hearing his first statement. At times she had been worried that she was a burden to him, someone he'd want to get rid off as fast as possible. "No need to beg for it. I wouldn't want to see you begging for it. It's not right."

A mere two days of acquaintanceship with the larger stag called by the name Thane, and the smaller red buck was captivated. Perhaps in a different way he often was. Thane seemed to pose no immediate danger to anyone, nor did he have traces of red anywhere on his coat, which was normally a supporting factor in his attraction to others. But there was something about the bongo. No telling what. It could have ranged anywhere from a glaring physical defect to a tiny personality trait, with him. There was just… something.

While the young buck had taken an immediate liking to Thane, the same might not have been said for his larger companion. To Prussia, it seemed Thane was a weary stag, with nothing better to do than guard his flowery territory all the time. He didn't seem to take kindly to rambunctious company. Especially after the red buck had recently proven to be too much, and was dealt fierce rejection. While an apology had been formed, the buck opted to compress some of his energy in an effort to make his company more bearable to the stag.

Still, the buck would not waste time in his present state of acceptance. Who knew when he could get on the stag's nerves again?
An uneventful day had found them resting near to one another on the floors of pressed flowers; Thane's territory. The buck had not dared to speak to Thane personally. Rarely ever did he open his mouth in the first place. But here he could not help himself.
So, pressed into the coat of a tolerant companion, the pale blue eyes wandered hesitantly up to the face above him, and a strained, feminine sound issued from behind a darkened mask.
"I... I call you Thane?"

Not the brightest crayon in the box was indeed an understatement. It was known of the small buck that he lacked a number of vital instincts and insights which guided most on their paths to safety and wisdom. Instead, the buck neither openly hunted for said wisdom, nor welcomed it when it presented itself before him, even in the most conspicuous of manners. This was not necessarily stupidity, however. Rather, these were traits of foolishness. Indeed the buck did have some knowledge in regards to the creatures and places surrounding him, but they were rarely exercised and had become quite cobwebby over time, as he had often chosen to discard them. Perhaps that was why he cuddled so closely to the bull. Lack of instincts. Failure to acknowledge possible threats.

For some reason, it came as a surprise to the younger stag that he should have captured the bongo's attention at all. He was so unaccustomed to audibly voicing his thoughts or inquiries that, like a thought uttered in the privacy of the mind, he expected no response. As Thane spoke, curious ears pinned straight back on the top of a furry head, catching every word, twitching at every sharpened consonant. Upon peering into the ever-changing and bewildering eyes of his larger companion, the buck found himself spellbound. He hardly processed the words the stag spoke until they managed to rattle him.

"Most not mind it." The stag looked in mild confusion down at the crumpled flowers beneath his weight. "'Like you," he said at the dirt. "'Like you a lot. You..." a pause. "You... not like to be touched?"

His company's irritation did not go unnoticed by the red buck. Not by any means. He heard it in the bongo's voice, saw it with the heavy roll of the bull's shoulders. Each movement was perceived and stored into his memory in case he should need to fetch it again. Body language was his most fluently spoken language, and therefore most heavily observed and well understood. So upon sensing this loathing from him, a pair of thin lips pulled into a frown beneath the black mask, and the buck rolled reluctantly to give the stag at least an inch's worth of space between them in an effort to make his company more tolerable for the larger bull.

The explanations the other gave were hardly explanations at all, and the buck struggled to find meaning through such an untrained mind. At every word spoken, his grimace intensified. Eventually the smaller creature was flinching, body tight with discomfort.
"Demand affection because you not give any," the words were spoken grudgingly. "Not to no one. Never see you nuzzle people. See you nod." The buck pondered carefully over his following words, reluctant to promise anything. "Not nuzzle so often if you nuzzle more." Another pause. "I not show affection as much for other people as I do for you. You are cold, stag. Not show any affection back." Ears pinned flat atop his head. "Don't understand why. Must not like people."

An ocean made out of nuzzles... yes, Thane was right. The younger buck was too proud to admit it, but not even that would satisfy him. To be honest though, the sound was appealing. An ocean of nuzzles. Beyond anything else, the buck thirsted for affection. Pitiful as it were, often he was willing to jeopardize his own wellbeing if it meant gaining a window of another's time in which he could lie close to them. Love was a treasure long ago lost from him. His fight to relocate it seemed endless. Endless as an ocean, yes.

Another frown found the grouchy features, and the black skull issued a huffy scoff. In many ways, this bull aggravated him as much as he aggravated the bull. But then, of course, he was sensitive to every single word, and took offense sometimes just to get attention from it. Nonetheless, fangs crushed and creaked together on the black skull in what was genuine irritation, if only for a minute or two. He couldn’t understand why it was so bad to crave physical warmth. After all, it was in every creature’s nature, no?
"Like nuzzling," he admitted guiltily, fur puffing up in his defense. "Like to touch." The buck neglected to give reasons why. It was a topic he detested, and one he would skillfully avoid. Especially with this bull.

A naive sense of hope flooded the stag upon hearing Thane declare he would not deny him any longer. Thane furthered this sense of hope by eliminating the small space the red buck had been able to force between them. Then the bull rested a heavy ivory skull over a wild wave of bright red fur, and the little buck shuddered in surprise. This was certainly satisfying.

He pondered over the other's last, softly spoken murmurs. Pretty soon he was meditating. Red flags lay beyond the horizon, but he suppressed these also and dared to devour the meaning of the bull's curious words.
"Something in return," he echoed thoughtfully. "Depends on what is."

I think those two got a bit carried away while excited. :'D

Must say, at first Miyako was slightly confused about what was going on. :'D

Nah, there was no verbal stuff considering it here so no harm done. There's no harm in being a teeny tiny perv every now and then when there is not many around. It's just amusing.
Although I must agree on the last part there. It's something I'd rather discuss via MSN or something like that.

Let me try to add you first. I'm using Meebo so it might get a little tricky for me too.

Okay. Here we go.

Would watch every movement that the buck made, and while expressions may of not been visible, would take note of his tone and selection of words, as well as what he could see, those pale blue eyes. He could tell his small companion had taken his first suggestion for an exchange seriously, which elicited from the stag another bout of laughter.

Once the small red deer settled back into him and spoke, a silent snort was sounded. This one was brave, to even put their relationship in jeopardy over such a thing. While before he had humored the buck on the topic, now it was taken more seriously. Thane would sway his ears forward, tucking his legs in a little tighter, though was likely to get up and leave despite that. He was trying to keep himself in place for as long as possible.

"Silly thing", the stag would begin, would of waved a hand if able. "You think my attention comes free of charge? No. Either I get something or I will get up and walk away from you. It is not hurting me in the least to have you in my presence or not. I don't need you, and if showering you with attention brings me nothing in return, than you are not worth my time". It was partially true, and yet not... he was being incredibly unreasonable over it. This particular case and what he had said made sense to him however, seeing as how the need for attention felt forced, rather than letting him give it when he felt ready, or on his own terms. So feeling to have made a forced decision earlier, and now getting nothing in return other than affection he could of otherwise lived without, was beginning to consider this relationship a lost cause. Of course he could of requested something else, but couldn't think of anything more valuable than possessing the buck himself, even if this form of 'possession' wasn't exactly as it may have seemed.

Thane would shake his head with a scoff. "I don't even want you to be mine". He would of returned an eye roll but that wasn't really his thing. "Just because I rub or piss on you doesn't mean you are mine". It must of seemed that way... and he understood it, since 'scent marking' was often a sign of possession. To him, perhaps it was only about getting something in return that the buck himself didn't even like. In Thane's case, he didn't want the nuzzles to begin with, in Prussia's case, he would be giving him scent marking liberties even though he didn't want it.

The stag would finally rise with a vigorous shake of his head. "Your choice, 'cause hey... I'm ready to go find better things to do". His tone was level, neither mad or blunt. It wasn't happy either... simply level.

Wanted to give the biggest sigh ever. His neck would crane, head would roll back some. This was so pointless and not worth his time. - Like the small red buck, he too could endure physical pain, but emotional pain was an entirely different thing. He had underwent both before, here and in the human world, and while the emotional pain could weight heavy, and knew that, somehow managed to mess with others heads and cause them mental distress. He felt for them deeply, and would often go off alone to ponder the damage he had inflicted, which damaged him as well. In the moment however, he could hardly process his own wrongdoing, and would immediately think the buck was being melodramatic... it wouldn't be until later that he'd fully be able to process what the young buck had said.

Thane would say nothing more, couldn't even believe that small deer Prussia would last long before caving in and demanding yet more attention and affection. So when he proceeded to basically echo what he had said towards the end, would give a deep snort followed by a harsh hoof stomp the ground. He thought about bellowing to further try and scare him off, but decided against it. An ear flick would be given before turning and trotting off towards home, abandoning the buck, leaving him to run off and go do whatever it was that he'd do. Once everything settled in... maybe he would go find him and see how he was doing, but at this very moment figured he'd never see the male again.

- Doesn't move, kindofliking. -

"Grew frustrated with Grim once more when he would not return his bows."

Just fyi I never actually saw him bow to Grim |D; and haven't over the last couple days when he's been with Thane either. He's usually spot-walking for me like 50% of the time so I almost never see when he emotes, sorry about that. ;; Grim would have bowed back would he have seen it (aka if I had seen it) 100% for sure, if that helps at all.

I would probably consider that an OOC flaw on my part since I couldn't see his emotes, if that changes anything at all. You're safe to assume, if you'd like, that Grim did bow to him those past times since like I said he definitely would have if I'd seen it. Your call though xD just wanted to let you know. ♥

Mmk, that sounds great <3 also even though we talked on msn I apologize, I didn't even think about contacting you there. D| My mind is such a mess. Glad things are gonna be okay for these two though from the sounds of it. ♥

saw him so many times, still didn't realise it was him. aah I feel bad.
have some belated track c:

Ooh, so loving this. ♥
100th comment is mine!! :'D