:Today:

On waking I noticed an unplesant sickly sweet odour to the air rising quickly I took flight across the forest following the trail. Stopping at the tall stones to check the sent I charged on. On arriving at the Great Fir I witnissed a fearful sight. The dark and rotting form of Baal The Bloody was awake and reaking havock. It seemed that a fawn and a stag had cast small amounts of forest magic on this creature awakening it in a foul temper. I felt pity for all of them. I took defensive action placing myself between the mad beast and the trembling fawn dodging blows from the cracked bone antlers as they slashed at my frame. The stag had vanished and then reapeared casting another spell. It seemed to be trying to draw the monster away, but it only seemed to enrage it more. I felt my anger orise what gave this brute the righ to be like this I roared and roared as my blood rose. It seemed to back down. I could feel my frame trembling.The Spirit glowing above me filled with the feeling of It's previous owner became stronger. I had to resist and stop it from taking over. I knew I could never win a battle against this stag. I stood my ground, alone and filled with fear. It took some time for the beast to settle back in it precius sun spot. Leaving a trembling fawn at my side. I danced with it for a bit to calm it. Poor thing. It fawn seemed to recover and galloped off to find other to play with. Hopefully it has lernt a valuble lesson.

:Yestarday:

The day began as normal waking to the sounds of bleating fawns & bellowing stags, now & then the more shril cry of a doe rent the air. The forest seemed in fine tune. I had been sleeping near the tall stones that night, a place where many deer rest. Though they dont offer the protection of the great fir They are a safe place to spend the night.. Espliy if you slept on the higher parts.
A short flight brought Corvidae to the ground.

On touch down I galloped across the forest looking to see who was around. Half way across I decided to take flight again. It's so much easier to fly then run, & the view is much better!
Small birds flitted throught the trees sometimes flying level with my thin frame, other semmed to watch from the branches , taking flight as I sped past. Thers nothing like the spring brezze in your fur.

So many new faces In the forest I feel like an outsider, Then I saw a familier face of Sir Dag snoozing on a hill top with Virgl the mighty. I deside to join them. There where some strange acting deer who I ignored it must be spring fever in the air. After a while a dance party caught my eyes I felt rested and slightly board so decided to Join SS and her friends for a quick dance. I then felt like a sit down so rejoined Sir Dag and Virgil before falling in to a deep sleep. On eaking up later that day I once again found Virgil and decided to have a go at living in his noble hooves. I have no idea what he thought about having a twin but some deer seemed to struggle to tell us apart. On leaving him I wondered on through the forest seeing a cresh of white fawns by the twin white rocks.... Those white deer clearly have to much time on their hands!. In the end I decided to settle again. I feel meloncoi and warn out. Perhaps with spring comming I will feel the bounce in my step again.

:Thought for the day:

Why can I hear Ducks??
Who et my pine cone??