Dear diary
Woke up in the old oak this evening, to find the rain and purple flowers were still there. I'm not sure what it's all about, maybe some of the other deer know. I patrolled the forest, saying hi to any deer I saw (if they were awake that is) I payed my respects to the twin Gods, and took a drink from the pond. Not alot happened today, sorry I don't have anything interesting for you.