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Saturday was confusing, and ran up with a big amount of emotions. One stag kept being friendly, which is positive in a way. His pelt was dark, adorned with the bright orange speckles of the monarch butterfly, and on his face he wore the skull of another. A few long feathers pasted along with the skull, and he was quite a handsome fellow. But something was off. His friendlyness seemed to have objections I did not want to be a part of, so to speak. So there were times I fought with him, and times I tried to be more friendly. But I couldn't figure him out. And I'm not sure if I wanted to, either.
Oh! I met the Twins of Dance that day. That was a pretty new experience! They're really great I must say, I was a bit eh, overwhelmed. They were a delight to watch, and I wondered if there would be prettier does out there as they are. I wasn't the only one watching though. There was also a pure white doe I had seen before with Wudiin. She was dancing along from a big distance, keeping in hide behind a tree. I asked her to come over, but she bolted. Guess one can't be friends with everyone, but I'm still out to try!
The twins invited me to come dance with them too. A flushing red colour felt the need to grace my face, as I was sure I would make a fool of myself compaired to them. So I thanked them, but mostly stayed on a bit of a distance, copying there moves. Practice might work.
As even later that day, I met Clavier. She was a bit shy to approach, and I guess my energy must have made her feel akward a bit. Two sweet fawns also joined us, and approached her as first. I smiled from a distance, fawns can win anyone's heart!