The Pictogram
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Hail and well-met! I bet you were expecting Seed, right? Well, don't worry about that old pansy, he'll still be around (Perhaps, though, that is not the best way to speak of a stag who has taken one on as a father would a son? Regardless, I will not stay the feelings of my heart!)! Allow me to introduce myself! I am Sir Faris....Or I will be. I'm working on it. Honor, purity, and ferocity: those are the ideals of a knight! At present, however, I am just a fawn, but do not let that lull you into a false sense of security! I am always looking for a worthy opponent to spar! I'm even considering seeing if I can get another deer to participate in something I've been considering...I must test the idea out, I will update on that later.
So, then, to this day of rain. I was not long in my second excusion into the forest when I stumbled upon a fawn I knew to be an ally of Seed's, a little doe-fawn named Lemon. She was sitting on the birdge, and while I joined her for a time, I felt better standing, listening, and I resolved to be, for the moment, her vigilant protector! She slept there for a little while, before getting up. She ran: I, remembering my resolution, decided to follow. She ran to meet another fawn, and the two of them, with me still following, ran to go play with some stags I had seen before. We did some dancing, which was rather fun, particularly when Lemon, the dark blue stag, and I were flipping as we danced.