The forest was noisy today, even the wind seemed to want to join in with the cacophony of sounds from the deer that rose up between their trunks. The branches rustled with an excited air and the trees themselves seemed to creak with delight at the life between their branches.

I met up with mini Vala once again this afternoon having played with her and a doe called Light yesterday, which was great fun and so i had high expectations for today and I was not disappointed as we ran and jumped and sommersaulted our way round a small clearing. It wasn't too long before a small strange looking fawn appeared out of the trees, it seemed nervous hovering on the outskirts of our energetic group, so I approached slowly and soon gained its trust finding her name to be Swan.

She had a nervous reluctance to join in but i reassured her with a gentle nuzzle first but soon followed me to the ruins and we played in the fallen idols for a while before Vala and another mini deer joined us in an amazing game of Simon Says before we were so tired we just had to lie down.

I saw The Collector hovering around the ruins after masks again but decided to stay with Swan as the little creature had fallen fast asleep by my side. She was a strange looking fawn one cannot deny it but what does it matter, I had some insecurities about my own bony face back when I was young, I envied the other fauns with their soft downy fur that covered their faces but now i see that appearances don't matter, merely what is inside and any fawn that will play with me like Swan did I could not care less what they look like.