Ceu sighed. This was really going nowhere. She smiled anyway. "Okay, maybe we can still find him. Where do you think he'd be?" She would do what she could to help this fawn, but her patience might fail before she could.

The Priest looked at her in dismay. Looking into her eyes, the memories came flooding back. The fawn he had promised to stay away from. Inadvertently, he had stumbled upon her again. For a second, he wondered if something drew him to her, but dismissed that thought. His ears went back. " My apologies...I seemed to have forgotten my promise that I would no longer bother you." He sighed and shook his head. "I intend to keep that promise. Good day."

His voice had become curt and formal and he turned away. He paused at the gravestones, bowing once more. "Brothers," he addressed them, then stepped away. For now, the best action was simply to leave her alone. She was no threat to him, though she mystified The Priest.

Ceu studied it carefully. " Hmm...Okay. See, with a pictogram comes a scent, normally. I have an idea as to what this deer might smell like, but I can't scent him yet. I guess all we can do is wait by the pond." She smiled happily, as always.
The dark thing flitted through her mind again. She sighed, trying and failing to grasp it yet again. Something dark flashed through the doe's eyes, immeasureably dark, but it was gone as soon as it had appeared.

((Trying out a new idea. x3 Maybe there's a tutorial for writing Irish accents somewhere? xD))

The Priest stopped and turned, studying her. "I can sense as much about you," he stated, nearly no inflection in his tone. He stopped, though, still oddly curious about this doe. "So will you permit me to ask of your name?" He said quietly, trying to be courteous. A name flashed through his head, his true name, but he pushed it away. His title was his title.

He examined her quietly. Black on one side, white on the other. Pairs of the colors all across her body-her eyes, for example. Curious. The exhaustion of the years still pervaded his face, causing what should have been the face of an adult to turn worn and withered like an old man. His many years were unnatural for a stag, but for some reason, he felt no older. He shook his head of the thoughts, waiting for the doe's answer.

In the shallow waters of the pond, among the swarm of dragonflies, a stag appeared with a small puff of blue smoke, as was the usual for most deer in this forest.
At once, the colorful insects' flitting movements seemed to grow more excited, as if urging the deer awake. Soon enough, the stag's breathing rhythm changed, indicating he'd joined the land of the living, before rising to his feet with a stretch and a yawn.
He gave his head a shake, more to clear it than to shake off any water. His dark blue fur was understandably soaked. The stag paid it no mind, though. It would dry soon enough with how the sun was beating down.
Now fully awake, he turned his attention towards the insects. "How's it going, guys?" he greeted them, as he usually did.
At once, they all began chattering, going on about everything they'd seen, from who had passed by or stopped to take a drink, to what deer seemed to be standing much closer together than usual.
The stag just rolled his eyes, their habit of gossiping nothing new to him. Snorting in amusement at their antics, he bent his head to drink, the front edge of smooth, black orca mask he wore over his human face submerging beneath the water.
The dragonflies continued to chatter, and he continued to ignore them. To anyone passing by, it would just seem like the insects were buzzing more than usual. If they knew the stag standing among them, they would understand why, as he was one of the few that could understand them.

[[Ok. I finally figured out how to kick Scape in here. XD; Have at him
I could somehow put Bastilion if you want me to Paz, but he's so close to the Ruins usually. XD; I'd have to have him walking around somewhere else to avoid that other part of the RP going on.]]

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The Dragonfly Deer's Biography
Pega's Forest Philosophy: "Look for Friends. Let Love find you."
"If you don't like something, tolerate it."

He raised his head at hearing other deer approaching, a bit of water dripping off the edge of his mask. A golden colored doe sat down nearby, not seeming to notice him. He blinked his gray eyes in confusion at this. The dragonflies made a comment on her being an odd one, but he ignored it, wondering if she would take note of his presence. He could see a few other deer nearby, one of which that was a fawn that looked very familiar...

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The Dragonfly Deer's Biography
Pega's Forest Philosophy: "Look for Friends. Let Love find you."
"If you don't like something, tolerate it."

Ceu blinked in surprise, seeing nothing but the little fawn. "...Where?" She asked, tilting her head. Nothing, absolutely nothing but the fawn and the doe was there. Perhaps...She sighed quietly.

The Priest smiled slightly. "Indeed. I suppose I am simply curious, but may I ask why you ran from me as a fawn? Why you seemed so...angered?" He looked genuine, simply curious, nothing more. Something about her still confused him. Perhaps it was the darkness that shifted within her but did not seem to be overwhelming. She was a strange creature indeed.

((x3 It's fine-Writer's block + tiredness = ))

The Priest sighed. "You cannot expect every deer you come across to know of what you are. I was attempting to comfort what seemed to be an angered fawn, who seemed to be angry at me for something which I did not know of. Now I can tell that you are no fawn, though you have much to learn. You wish for respect and understanding, I see. You must earn these things, Melinoe. The deer around here cannot understand one so different." He sighed. "I am sounding like a preacher, I am afraid, though what I say is true. I do not mean to preach to you or make you seem as though you are inferior to me. I give you this advice simply as a peer, Melinoe. You may take it or refute it."

The Priest wondered if he was saying the right things, but he felt like he was stumbling over his own words. What he had meant to come out as a bit of advice had turned into a sermon. He sighed quietly and shook his head.

"I should say no more. I wish not to anger you."

((Alright. :3))

The Priest nodded, attempting to soothe the flare of irritation. "As you wish. I do not wish to irritate you; if you wish me to go, I shall.

"Many deer are indeed hung up on appearances; I once believed that not a single deer could see the evil that was hiding right under their noses. Indeed, they cannot, but that does not mean that they are terrible deer. It does not mean that they cannot learn. No one deer can fully understand another. If they do not realize it, why do you not show them, or at least make an attempt? Many can learn and many must learn. I still have much to learn as well; it is the way of life. "

The Priest's eyes seemed distant, with a thoughtful look in them. Philosophical questions had begun to interest him. Was it true that deer were unable to learn? Perhaps some, but not all.

The Priest looked down at his buried brothers, far beneath the earth, marked with headstones. Indeed, at least one deer had learned.

(( |D I knew that would irritate her. I thought 'oops' as I wrote it.))

When the fawn called out and came closer, the stag was definitely sure he was familiar. He smiled with a bow. "Hey again."
That doe sitting in the water, though, didn't seem to see him. He tilted his head in confusion, raising a brow beneath his mask. What was with this doe? He'd suspect she was blind if she hadn't commented on how beautiful it was here.
He blinked at her. "Uh..Miss? I'm right in front of you."

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The view from the largest rock at the Playground was always a nice sight to take in. The only spot that rivaled it possibly, was the hill next to the Blue Bowl. Speaking of the Blue Bowl...
The chocolate brown stag could see that from here as well. He was reminded of the blueberries that grew there and gave it its name. A sudden craving for them decided where he would go next.
With a small smile to himself, Bastilion leapt from the rock and leisurely made his way over to the huge indent in the ground at the edge of the birch forest. If he ran into anyone else there, it was fine by him. He was not a shy stag. He just hoped they didn't get intimidated by his antlers. There had been a few times deer had cowered from him upon seeing the giant red rack atop his head.

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The Dragonfly Deer's Biography
Pega's Forest Philosophy: "Look for Friends. Let Love find you."
"If you don't like something, tolerate it."

[[I don't think Scape can do anything until more is written for Sun and Ceu, so I'm gonna wait on him |D]]

As the stag known as Bastilion finally reached the Blue Bowl, he took note that there was indeed someone else there. Someone he knew at that. With a neutral yet welcoming expression, he returned her greeting with a gentlemanly bow of his own. "Lady Amary," he added by way of verbal greeting, formal as ever.
He did not fail to notice her wince of pain, and quickly spotted the source, in the form of wounds along her front and flank. "You are hurt." Mild shock colored the words before his face took on a frown. "You should not be moving around." The tone to his voice left no room for argument. Many a time he had been forced to keep a certain dark stag from aggravating wounds caused by fighting. Why Amary would have such wounds, he did not know, but he would not pry to find out unless she felt like explaining.

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The Dragonfly Deer's Biography
Pega's Forest Philosophy: "Look for Friends. Let Love find you."
"If you don't like something, tolerate it."

The dark blue stag was still looking confused by this gold doe not seeming to see him. He jumped a bit in alarm at her suddenly tripping, but that seemed to do something as she finally took note of his presence. He didn't know what to make of it, but decided it wasn't important right now. Keeping the confusion he still felt from showing on his face, he returned her curtsy with his own bow.
"Just call me Scape," he smiled good-naturedly.
He wondered who this "Sir Oisín" was. This doe's name was Ceu, there was another doe he didn't know, but the name didn't seem feminine exactly, and then there was the fawn he had yet to learn the name of.
He turned to the fawn. "So your name's Oisín then?"

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The Dragonfly Deer's Biography
Pega's Forest Philosophy: "Look for Friends. Let Love find you."
"If you don't like something, tolerate it."

[[|D My bad. Call it I wasn't thinking quite right at the time. Sun should reply before this goes further, so...Bast's part for now.]]

Hearing she had been attacked worried the brown stag. Had the amount of violence in this forest decided to go on the rise again?
I will worry anyway, when I find one of my companions has been injured, he mentally commented. Out loud, he said, "Still, I must insist you rest." He did not fail to notice a hint of something similar to sadness beneath her cheerful nature.

[[She's not wondering why he's saying everything instead of writing? |D]]

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The Dragonfly Deer's Biography
Pega's Forest Philosophy: "Look for Friends. Let Love find you."
"If you don't like something, tolerate it."

((Oh, I didn't think of that. X3 ))

It occurred to Amary that this was probably the first time she had actually heard Bastilion speak, at least that she could remember. His voice was...nice...
Well, anyway, she didn't think it would be appropriate to ask why he had never spoken before, or why he wrote in the ground instead. Maybe she would find out some day...

She frowned slightly at his insistence that she rest. "Well, I guess..." She sighed. "It's just...so boring just sitting around..."
((okay there we go X3))

~Paz
deer: Amary, Melinoe, Oisín

(<3)

Night took some steps towards and stood in front of a big gravestone in the near of the black-white doe.
The red stag seemed to be nervous. He grinned.
The red one wouldn't be a promblem, but, anway he wasn't here to fight.
His back started to hurt again. He stook his antlers angrily.
Then he bowed towards the doe.
'What are you doing here, Madam, on this sunny morning?'
He asked but there was no ironic in his voice.For sure she won't answer to only one question.
'I don't really like this place.So, what let you stay here near the...graves?'
He took a breath. Those graves. This Nigtmare yesterday. His three scars along the face prickle again.
It wasn't a good idea to come to this place. He shook his head shortly.
Concentration. The stag looked into the face of the doe.


Sun walked towards the blue stag and stooped next to Oisín.
'My name is Sun, Mister...Scape' She didn't bow. Not now.
The small blue doe turned towards the fawn. 'This is the blue stag, you were searching for? for sure?'
The doe turned suddenly around where she heard Ceu tripped over something and fell into water. She took a short side glance on the stag and hasted to Ceu.
She got herself quickly going, but she was shaking.
'You're okay?' Sun asked and stopped next to her.

"I...suppose. It is kind of hard for me to do much, anyway." She sighed again. "But there's something that's bothering me even more." She gazed up at him. "Bastilion, do you know a doe named Ravyn?"

((well, Amary isn't really one for asking about things that she feels aren't her business. X3 But maybe I'll have to make her ask some time anyway.))

((ooh, you guys posted while I wasn't looking D: ))

Melinoe's eyes narrowed and her ears turned back in irritation again. Why must all these deer insist on bothering her today? Although the darkness she had sensed in this one had intrigued her somewhat, she still had no desire to be approached like this. She preferred to do things on her own terms, and right now this stag was just getting on her nerves.

She snorted. "Well that's none of your business, is it? If you don't like this place, than maybe you should just leave."
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The fawn turned to the blue doe, nodding. "Yeh, i's 'im." He nodded to the golden doe, relieved she was okay. He didn't notice the change in her eyes. She said she was fine, and he had no reason not to believe her.

((@ocean: Aw. D: Oh well, see you then.))


~Paz
deer: Amary, Melinoe, Oisín

((xD I'm fine with it. Thank goodness The Priest doesn't seem to want to fight him any more. He's got enough to deal with. >>' And RPing seems hard to do with random characters. *pokes Ceu*))

The Priest looked up with a jolting movement, as if something had suddenly caught his senses. The wall of darkness had hit him again, but it seemed lighter this time. Perhaps it was because he was already well acquainted with the dark stag who began to move away from the ruins. He eyed him for a moment, then looked away.

His business was currently with the stag in front of him. Not that he trusted Darkweaver whatsoever. He swiveled his ear to listen carefully to the receding clank of chains as the dark stag moved away. Hopefully the stag would not try anything today. After all, he seemed to have...mellowed out in some ways.

((I'll wait on Ceu. :3))

((@ Zerg: I guess I should have given you the link earlier, but it didn't occur to me. ^^;
And, yeah, I definitely don't mind you kicking in Darkweaver. ))

Oisín blinked up at the newcomer, backing up slightly, a bit nervous not only because he didn't know her, but also because she looked even bigger than the others. It seemed the blue stag...Scape?...knew her. So maybe she was okay? He took a small step forward and sniffed her.

The stag...the one that had just appeared and was now walking away... She had seen him before. She turned her head to watch him. There was something about that stag... His appearance was unusual, but that wasn't what intrigued her. She thought it seemed almost as if he might have some kind of connection with one of the spirits here?

Well...whatever. She waited for the other's reply.

"Oh, I just wondered if you might know something." Amary sighed. "She...well, it wasn't really her fault. I don't...really understand it, but...she wasn't herself. She was like a completely different deer." She gave her head a slow, sad shake. "I don't know her very well, but she's always been nice." She gave another sad sigh. "I just feel kinda bad for her, having to go through that."


~Paz
deer: Amary, Melinoe, Oisín

((yeah, I wanted to wait for Sun on the others, anyway))

Amary shook her head. "No, it's not quite like that. One moment, she was sitting quietly with Saosin, and the next she was charging at me. I thought I did something wrong at first, but I had just woken up. But...she had that dark pelt on...and antlers. I've never seen her with antlers before. It was like...some kind of transformation... When I saw her the next day, she seemed back to normal. And it was as if she didn't even remember what had happened. And it didn't seem like it would be right to ask." She frowned, her ears drooping a little. "Really, I'm more worried about her than me."

~Paz
deer: Amary, Melinoe, Oisín

Melinoe turned back to the red-antlered stag before her, taking a step back when he moved closer, her eyes narrowing once more. "What, you mean the other one that was bothering me before? Hrmph... Because I'm not in the mood for company." This, of course, contradicted the fact that she had been talking to the red stag, but she didn't really care. "And you are getting much too close, so I would suggest backing off. Preferably to somewhere far away..." She gritted her teeth in irritation. If this stag continued to pester her this way, she just might have to get angry.

((I guess I'll have to wait for Zerg now before I can do anything with Oisín.))

~Paz
deer: Amary, Melinoe, Oisín

Hearing that she hadn't missed much, Zerg flashed a smile. "Good to know." she commented cheerilly. If nothing 'happened' yet, that just ment to her that there was still a liklihood for something to start up. She then noticed the fawn Oisín backing up a bit before curiously sniffing her. She tilted her head slightly, mostly just due to observing his nervousness. Quickly deciding not to stand there looking confused, she laughed kiddishly and nuzzled Oisín. "Don't worry, I don't bite." she stated. She looked back up at the rest of the group, realizing she had never encountered two of them. "Oh, hey, I don't think we've met?" she asked toward Ceu and Sun, then doing a short doe-bow. "I'm Zergarikiaka... but ah, please just call me Zerg. Easier t' say." she self introduced.

ooc: wow it's hard to post for Zerg. XD

bic: He continued walking away from the ruins, until the faith had marred from his senses. In a way, it felt like walking into an electric fence... Soon out of eyeshot of the ruins, he stopped, and glanced back in the direction he came from. He sighed faintly, apparently letting himself calm down to an approachable point. Perking up his ears, he attempted to sense who might be around.

ooc2: And uncreative Darkweaver post. |D

Amary shook her head slightly. "I don't know. But...I guess there's no sense in worrying too much about it right now, right? Maybe we'll find out more some time, but, until then..." She perked her ears up a little, deciding to change the subject, and tilted her head up at Bastilion. "You know, I don't think I've ever heard you talk before. You've always been quiet."
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Melinoe glanced for a second at the Priest. "Him...well...he isn't bothering me so much." She sighed irritably. She didn't really feel like introducing herself again, but she supposed there was really no harm in telling this stag her name. Maybe then he'd at least stop calling her "Madam" or "Miss." "No reason not to tell you my name, I guess... It's Melinoe." She took another step back, putting more distance between them. It wasn't that he made her uneasy. She simply didn't care to be that close to anyone.
((Well, we'll see. Mel doesn't really like to fight if she can help it. Though she might attack if she gets angry enough.))
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Oisín started slightly at the nuzzle. It wasn't something he expected, and somehow nuzzles from strangers felt a little bit unnerving. Although, she did seem to be friendly. Still, he wasn't sure what to say or do without being prompted.

~Paz
deer: Amary, Melinoe, Oisín

((I missed a LOT. xDDD Pardon my not being here; I'm a bit in pain and all from the surgery, but it's not too bad. Tomorrow may be an issues as well, but I hope not. :3 Also, I'll eventually be adding that to The Priest's and Ceu's updates, if that's okay with everyone?

Also, I may miss a few things in my posts, so don't mind that.))

The Priest glanced up at the red stag, who was moving closer and closer. He looked up at him icily, preparing to stand. His ear swiveled to Darkweaver, tracking him with his hearing. However, these was not his battles at the moment. One was Melinoe's, but he was prepared to step in should she need his help. The other was no worry to him at the moment, unless Darkweaver decided to do something...well, just something. For the moment, he simply continued to fix the other red stag in a collected but icy stare.

Ceu trotted slowly over to the assembled group, observing the deer. The smile was still on her face, completely real this time. She leaned lightly against Sun to reassure her.

"I'm okay, I swear," she said, missing the reason for the nervousness that flowed through the doe's body. "And so's he." She nodded in the direction of the blue stag. She was unaware of the doe standing but a few feet in front of her, introducing herself. She continued to smile.

She looked over when Sun spoke, a worried look crossing her face. Who on earth was she talking to? She wondered, then shook her head and began dancing. However, it was a bit more like swaying lightly back and forth, which she often did when she was a little bored.

((I'm fine! It's to fix my deviated septum 'cause it's hard to breathe through my nose. My septum [bone in my nose x3] curves instead of going straight, etc. After a week, I get the splints out & I can breathe. ))

((@ocean: Oh, I was worried there for a moment. Glad it's nothing major. |3 Oh, and yeah, feel free to add this. :3
@Pega: It's fine. I'll have to wait for Zerg, anyway.
I'll have to wait for Sun, too, before I can post for Melinoe.))

Amary tilted her head. "Really? I thought you were just quiet. You couldn't talk at all? How come?"
((okaaayyy, I guess that's all i have for now XD ))

~Paz
deer: Amary, Melinoe, Oisín

Amary tilted her head, a rather confused look crossing her face. "Previous...life?"

~Paz
deer: Amary, Melinoe, Oisín

((Yeah, it just feels like a bad cold and all. No major surgery! x3))