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Author's Notes: x_x Uh, yea. I keep staying up late typing these. Forgive any typos you find, but do point them out. XD; Anyway, we've finally reached the end of...something. You'll find out when you read. XD; And yes, I basically reworded a forum post I made some months ago for more than half of this. =P It was perfect for this chapter, but I improved it. X]
Alright, enough insane 4:30am ramblings from me. Onto
Origins
Chapter 8
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He’d finally done it.
Scape had mastered water-walking.
Without having to worry about losing his set, the fawn had no concern over falling in the pond. He had fallen, too. Multiple times. But it had been worth it once he’d finally timed the walking right.
Another fawn had mastered it at the same time as him, too, it seemed.
He’d found that same young stag later in the day, and together they had a fun time of merging with the pillars and rocks at the Playground. They’d even formed a multiple-headed rock when another fawn and the same stag that Scape knew – Sluggs – came along.
The fawn was called Seed. Even after their second meeting, the fawns were friends already.
As the days went on, the colors continued to fall from the sky, brightening all whose moods were down.
Scape now considered Seed his best friend. Whenever they were both awake in the Forest at the same time, antics would ensue.
Despite the lack of spells being able to stick to him anymore, the young deer had a great fawn-hood, and even managed to learn some of the latest tricks that were discovered, such as air-sitting.
But nothing beat hiding in a tree.
Scape would do this as often as he could, since he knew he would have trouble finding trees big enough once he grew up. It was one of the things he’d miss about being a fawn.
