A small voice from a white mouth tumbled like a dandelion seed on the breeze, hoarse yet soft. It called out, but no answer for the trembling deer with the odd colors. Well, they were not so odd here. The Endless Forest swayed around the quivering form, trees seeming to extend forever in to the sky and plants seeming to grow consistently over the ground. Dainty black hooves crushed some of these plants, releasing their earthy fragrance with every step. With every step also came a shaky breath, the scent he kept breathing making his brain swim.

He-hello-o?

The young buck crooned, his mind befuddled with the scents of a forest so beautiful and heavenly. A new fragrance caught his nose as he unwittingly stepped in to a patch of hyacinths. The human-faced deer suddenly had an overwhelming urge, lowered his head, and began to root among the blooms. They tickled his face and caught in his strange antlers, soft and cool to his feverishly-warm body. Dewdrops rained as he threw the clods of dirt and flora in to the air, dancing about with kicks and leaps, bows and giggles.

Hell-loo-oh!

The young buck giggled, bouncing like a fawn through the wood. Each burst of golden dust and earthy scent just made him feel more impossibly happy, high and giddy. The being's tiny red-dotted tail flicked, black legs kicked, white body pivoted, head reeled until it was too much. The forest began to spin and the buck, as if shot, crumpled to the ground in a heap. He giggled quietly, quivering this time not in fear but in laughter.

Hmmmmhm...hm....looo...hehe!

The buck in the Secretary set happily closed his eyes, blushing and blinking dreamily. Hello, forest. He thought through the giddy haze. This forest is such a pleasant dream. The stag twitched, reveling in the tingling warm feeling taking over his body... kissing every inch of him... caressing... oh how high he was.

....and Hirquo smiled, continuing his dreamy haze....

Hello.