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Bio
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Such a strange forest this was...
The slim animal picked his way easily over the earth, settling himself down in a patch of sunlight.
His antlers, the only thing that gave away he was a Hart, for he very much looked like a doe aside from them.
They were strange, twirling, curling and winding, creating strange but beautiful patterns.
His fur was slightly longer than most deer, soft as silk and it shone gently in the sun.
Upon his face a mostly white mask, save for the tips of the spikes that ran over the top and sides, which were a soft blue-grey, and around the holes which served to let him see, which were tinted a soft peach-orange.
He held his head high, alert in his new surroundings.
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you shooould.
I most likely will when I get
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I will MOST DEFINITELY
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A slow, monolithic shape
Rough stalagmites of stormy gray bone jutted along the spine and back of the head, disrupting the massive crowning mane of white surrounding a gentle face that was strikingly beautiful and yet grotesque. The closed eyes and relaxed ears suggested that he was at peace, yet the slight, stiff hunch at the neck and movement of the legs told otherwise.
Once at the pond, he leaned over and hardly breaking the surface of the water, drank slowly. His ears twitched this way and that to catch the sound of anybody who thought it was funny to sneak up and startle him.
(FAIL)
(WIN) The clattering of
The clattering of hooves reached the deer's ears, which flicked and shifted to catch the noise.
Slowly he pushed himself up upon doe-thin legs, picking his way gently closer to the much larger beast in front of the water's edge, hooves of soft shell-pink sending ripples dancing easily over the pond's azure surface.
He did not greet the larger creature, merely dipped his own head to drink for a moment before raising his head once more, merely watching, interested in this new world, in it's inhabitants.
The water lapped at the very
"Hello?"
His voice was soft and warm, but not without strength. Male and female.
"Greetings" Voice uncaring,
Voice uncaring, as cold as the winter wind itself, a response in a knee jerk reaction.
Quiet once more, and so still, the water that licked at his hooves gently caressing the long fur about his ankles.
His eyes, like the Alaskan sky, scattered with constantly turning and weaving colours, remained calm, set distantly upon the other who shared the water's edge.
He turned his face in the
The equine-like stag whisked his tail and leaned down to get another drink. He closed his dead eyes and kept his ears cupped in the stranger's direction.
Not one for speaking. it
it didn't bother the ivory coated stag.
For him, many spoke too often, and too much, and the silence of the stranger was welcome.
Slowly, as not to ripple the water of the pond he made his way to the bank, laying down within the heat and comfort of the soft sunlight that flit down against the grassy ground.
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With the cool water sloshing in his belly, he slowly and gradually picked his way from the pond through the cat-tails to the muddy bank where he stood with his neck erected at a strange and uncomfortable looking angle; like a horse thinking about dozing off.
Although the rest of him was still, those ears were at work. He could hear the Other's pulse, the constant roar of blood through veins, a stomach making commentary on the last meal.
He smiled to himself. How alike such beings are. What monotony. Sweet, amusing monotony.
And yet there was always somebody or something interesting to pique his curiosity, to break up the monotony of a few hundred years of life.
Now he smiled in the direction of the Other's heartbeat.
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His ears picked up,
He did not bother bowing, would not have even if he thought the larger deer would see it.
He did not even stand.
"Greetings"
A simple word, merely a small thing, speaking volumes in a single word.
'I see you there'
'will you stay'
'or come closer'
'I may run if you come near'
'will you take that chance'
'do you care?'
so many words, all in one; 'greetings'
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He held his head high, alert
Until a blue jay abruptly started singing at absolutely full volume about three feet above him.
I'm not entirely sure if I'm serious, no. xD
I'm serious. > >