[All of Reed’s words are paraphrased. X3 Probably badly, but. ;;
Wafiya’s words were written by Snail. :3 Hope you don't mind me using them here...^^'
Featured: Reed, Wafiya.
Mentioned: Furfur
Named: Kaoori, Iskalo, Walter.]

Amadahy

A game of chess, he calls it, his smile spreading wide like a crocodile’s. His teeth are dagger points in the skull, matched only by the numerous points in the tines above his head.

“I hear tell of a story of a king and a horse in a game of chess …Who will be the king and who will be the horse, Ama?”

“Hm hm. I have my predictions.” The smile infects my own face, a crocodile’s grin. It must be something like a crocodile’s tears, so false. I am false right now.
I have to be. I have to save him. The only way to save him is to save myself first.

He takes off running and I follow. If anyone who knew me truly knew me, saw me right now, they would see me differently. Small antlers grow from my head, the crow feathers sprouting from them instead. I don’t stop to wonder where the horns have come from.

I have to follow him.

He first met me yesterday, when I was still skittish, fleeing from all of my problems. He didn’t follow me.

Today, I met him instead. Today, I watched him attacking a doe, Wafiya.

The memories that stirred were almost unbearable. He would become just like the others who followed the little does, who chased ones like me.Even if I didn’t know him, I couldn’t let him become like that. In my heart, I knew it was wrong. I followed him.

“Reed! Do you see yourself? Do you see what you’re becoming?” Yelling from the sidelines, I was ignored. I walked in front of him to stop him and received a taunt in return.
He kept following her, only stopping when she climbed a tree.

“Don’t you see what you’re doing? She was running from you. Idiot. You misunderstand my intentions…I was trying to save you.”
He walked off, to Gods know where.

“Wafiya…” I called softly to the doe in the tree. “Will you come down?” She did, stood in front of me.
"I'm sorry, Wafiya. I tried to stop him, but I don't imagine I affected him much. I hope you aren't hurt too badly?" She seemed more scarred in her mind. She was frightened still.

"T-Thank you for trying to stop him. I-I-I'm not too fond of Reed. He wasn't exceptionally the nicest stag I've met. The first time I met him, he chased me! I don't know what his problem is, but he... He frightens me so... Thank you, for trying." She nuzzled me. I could smell some sort of sadness on her, could smell the blood as well. My nose wrinkled.

"D-Don't worry about me, just a few s-s-scratches. That's all. It'll heal in due time, unlike..." Her voice cracked, and I couldn’t figure out what to say. The news of Walter’s death had flown through the forest like wildfire.

"No need to thank me either. I'm not even sure who I was trying to save in the first place. As for him...I'm sorry for your loss."

I walked away then, to find Reed. I wanted to explain to him what I was trying to do, even though I wasn’t sure just whose side I was on.

Furfur’s return gave me confidence. I had friends here…they still cared too. I had given up on him...and he had come back to me. It was an amazing feeling, seeing him back again. I don't think he'll ever know how much I missed him.

I walked up near the other stag, observing him. Of course, I stayed a bit away as he threatened me. I explained that I was simply trying to help him, but he wouldn’t hear of it. He wouldn’t hear that he needed restraint either… “He who lives by the sword dies by the sword,” right? That’s what I fear will happen to him, just as it did to poor old Walter. Some day, he will meet his match, and then meet his maker.

“I’m just trying to put off that day,” I said quietly.

“Don’t assume I can die so easily,” he rebutted. “I will protect the ones I love, even if I have to kill you in the process.”

“Then don’t assume that I would lose my life so easily either.” He was agitated, angry that I was assuming about him. I would not let my own friends die before my eyes either.

Not Kaoori.

Not Iskalo.

Not Reed.

Not anyone.

Reed glanced up then, seeing Wafiya. I was quick to run in front of him, to try and hold him back. We paced in circles, neither wishing to give up.

“Don’t interfere, Ama.”

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

He ran, then, nearby to Wafiya. I kept pace with him, kept him from her. She had been through so much today.

He ran me through the forest. I kept up with him, stopping him from approaching any others he might harm.

“Do you love your friends?” The crocodile smile, falsely warm, came to the skull again. He was looking at Iskalo, the little mini who I needed to protect.

“Do you love yours?” I hissed in response, not truly meaning the threat behind that. “Dirty tricks.”

More chasing, more running to follow him, and we wound up near the pond.

“Do you intend to follow me endlessly?”

“I will, until you stop or I am stopped.” Crocodile grin again, and he trots to the pond. He stops to turn to me, expression unreadable.

“It looks like you’ve won this game. Next time, I will be the king.” I smirked.

“You don’t have what it takes to be a king. Kings are wise, kind…” And patient. Always patient. He would not win.

Then again…what would happen if he did? Could I help him without messing him up first…? Sleep took me then.
I am left to wonder just whose side I am on...

[I think I got the events a bit out of order. xD]