If you don't know what's going on: just as he and Glisseo were about to start their date, Gliss got sucked back into the human world *dun dunnnn*. Enth had no idea what happened or where she went, so--yeah he's kind of like freaking out.

His family members are encouraged to post here as he'll need some consoling (and maybe a few good whacks about the head), but others are welcome to join, too!

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Every breath came out rattling and painful in his throat. He squinted against the swarm of flies he passed through on his round past the Ruins. Groaning muscles. Sore bones. He'd stopped to eat and drink a little yesterday after he was dizzy enough to have fallen over and passed out for what was probably only a few seconds. He had more important things to do.

Enthbril had been running this loop through the Forest ever since she'd disappeared, looking for any clues. So far no deer he'd questioned was able to give him any sort of information. As far as he was concerned, they didn't care about him. They didn't care that he was finally starting to feel somewhat normal in his life or that he felt so happy around her or that she was even gone, taken by some animal or--the young stag shook his head vigorously and dashed through the Ruins, towards the Playground. He was supposed to be looking for evidence as to where Glisseo had vanished to, but he was too focused on running away from the recurring thought that she might be hurt somewhere that he couldn't find her, or worse..
It seemed like even his legs were against him: they didn't want to move the way he needed them to and, sure enough, he was sprawled out on the ground again. Little stars winked in his vision. His head was empty except for the need to get up and move.

Find her.


His head turned as if he was going through the motions of standing up, except his legs were no longer controllable and felt incredibly heavy laying there in the grass. Enthbril's eyes were clouded over as if he was already dead. He might as well be.