The following morning brought a cold wind into the Forest. The first week of October was strangelly bitter for the deer. Axie shivered as he stood next to his mother. Mazey looked down at the young fawn, "My poor baby.", she said to him as she laid down. The fawn immediately pressed into her belly and settled next to her, keeping as warm as he could. "Shh...", Mazey said softly to her fawn, "It'll all be over soon." She nuzzled the fawn as he slowly drifted to sleep, his body shivering less as he stole some of her warmth.
At this time, Quad approached the two. Mazey looked to her mate sternly, and at once questioned, "What happened with Zephyr?" Quad shook his head, "It's nothing.", he said. The doe stared at him for a moment, "What happened?", she asked again.
Quad shook his head once more, but the doe replied with, "She hasn't been the same since yesterday." "I know, but...", Quad began, but Mazey interrupted, "You've gotta talk to her. Every day she's like this, everything will just get worse and worse."
Quad didn't reply. He couldn't fight her over this. He sighed and began to walk away when the doe asked of him, "What's troubling you, Quad?" He stopped and looked back, "It's nothing.", he said once more, as he walked away.
He had much on his mind. He didn't want to lose his mate or his children, but he was finding it harder and harder to talk to them.
"Hey Quad! Get over here!", a voice came from the Ruins. It was a doe's voice, and Quad looked to see Her standing by the place. Another deer, Yorres, was there too. The stag walked over and then asked, "What's going on?" "Look.", Her said, pointing her snout to the pillar Quad slept on.
There was a strange marking on the pillar, one Quad had never seen before. "That's never been there.", Quad said. He looked at the marking closer.
It was Quad's pictogram.
I felt poetful..
