Denali and the Endless Forest

The Endless Forest is what I now call home. My home in the past was far beyond these woods, where there are no trees, but only grass for as far as the eye can see. The plains in which not many deer have ventured to, or have even dared. Because the creatures of darkness now flourish there.
My herd in which I had came from was hunted down by those creatures not many have seen, or heard of. I, myself, have never seen one up close, nor do I know what they are called. Instead of wondering about my brutal past, I conitnue to search for a new family here in this Endless Forest, where deer thrive in many of its fine landscapes.
Like all deer, I am unique. My coat of fur is as purple as the patches of flowers that rest on the Forest floor, and my true face hidden by a dark brown wood mask. A ring of flowers, like a crown, rests atop of my head, and my eyes are as blue as the sapphire sky. I have yet to see a deer like me, and have yet to find a friend.
But this Forest is vast, and large, and...mysterious. I still have to learn about this new territory, and about the deer that roam there, and their ways.
Many deer that I have met on my journey speak of the Twin Gods, the ones who created this world, and the amazing celebrations and magic they can perform on special occasions. I wonder about them all the time, and even though I know so little about the Twin Gods, I choose to pay my respects towards them. Every night I sleep by the statues, along with other deer, and each time I have wonderful dreams. What do they mean? I suppose the Twin Gods do exist. And even so, what does their magic look like?
And, as always, I have yet to discover who they truley are.