so, if you want, ask me three questions. it doesnt really have to be three, it can be more or less. ill be happy to answer any questions about me, my deer, my story, my art, anything i guess. i dont expect that many questions though XD
GO AHEAD FIRE AWAY *takes cover* not literally though...
Ditto and being a copy cat..deer..person xD. Also bored. Got the idea from Scythe's entry.
*copy and pastes from their journal xDD* There was an old meme circulating deviantART way back when in which you could ask the artist/author/what have you three questions. On dA, if you asked a question, you also had to start a new entry, allowing people to ask you three questions. While it isn't necessary that anyone continue this annoying little meme, I still wouldn't mind answering a few questions. So, feel free to ask me or my deer any three questions of you choosing. They can be about anything and we'll do our best to answer as honestly as possible.
a warm day with fluttering wings swimming in sunlit dust. playing in the tall hot grass, diving into the chilled slippery water, summer struggles brief and alive in our chests.
The monarch-pelted doe gave Her a swift kick, sending her tumbling into the Pond. She was on Aeros in an instant, knocking him to the ground and pressing her hoof into his windpipe. 'You just hadta ruin my game, didn't you?" He knew she was grinning underneath the mask, but he remained noble. "You can't do this. You're killing innocent deer. How can this be fun to you?" She snorted. "The thrill, old man! I need something to do! And this is great." She put more pressure on her hoof. Aeros could feel his skin weakening. He looked up at her. "It is for you. But not for the rest of us. As soon as the rain clears, you'll see what you've done, and you'll be ashamed."
"And maybe I'll never go back." She pushed even harder; a bead of blood appeared on the grass. "Maybe I'll stick like this. It's what this place needs - a little shaking up!" She laughed, a sickening, eerie, bubbly sound. "Come on. It's time for a change."
"Not a change like this!" He wouldn't hurt her, couldn't, he couldn't harm one of his own...
She glanced at the river, where the water was running red. "Ooh, good! More victims." Blood spilled even more freely from his neck now. "Why don't you join 'em?"
A single heave of his back legs caught her in the stomach and sent her flying into the water. Aeros laid back against the grass, in shock, cold, and exhausted. A ruby necklace was traced around his spotted pelt. The last thing he saw was Her emerging from the Pond before he tumbled into darkness.
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Aeros awoke to Tunafish laying next to him. He blinked and coughed, forcing himself to lie still despite the questions clouding his mind. Miss Tuna noticed his efforts and turned her head to look at him. "You're awake." Her eyes were tearstained under her mask. "The storm's over. Everyone's waiting for you." She stood and shook herself. "Loop and I patched you up. You should be alright."
