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A[=9]t least it wasn’t snowing, like the last time I awoke. I couldn’t sense anyone I knew, though as usual the sounds of many other deer filled the air around me. I walked to the stream, it was cold, and quite a shock as my lips touched the surface, but thirstily I drank. I quickly climbed the bank, not interested in playing around the freezing waters.

I trotted through the forest, observing the others in their various activities… I would have walked right past her, if she hadn’t at that moment appeared slightly saddened… I’m not the best judge of emotions, but the doe a little in the distance made me stop, and stare curiously. She caught my interest. I admit it’s not too hard in this forest of fascinating deer, not all of them even really deer… I would have approached… If I hadn’t been stopped by the most peculiar thing. I stared at the arrival before me, acting most strangely. It circled around me once… I don’t know what it was doing but I greatly disliked it, whatever it’s intention was, but it certainly distracted me.
It wore the skull mask, and great white antlers… it must have caught the other doe’s attention as well, it left me to circle her, then simply stood in front of her.

After a while it began to walk. Maddening it was, as I was uncertain of destination or previous actions. The other doe began to follow, and without a thought so did I. What? It’s not really as if I had anything better to do.

It seemed I was a magnet for energetic deer today. They seemed drawn to me, as I attempted to continue my observation. It was like being abducted by aliens or such. Only I managed to get away. We reached the apparent place, as the deer we had been following sat down in the poppy field.

And so I took the time to introduce myself to the doe.

I[=9] stepped onto the hard ground, patches of snow scattered over the forest. The leaves had fallen since I was last here it seemed like. I wondered if something special was happening... The candles and giant tulips weren't a usual occurrence. I wish I had been here for Christmastime- like I was for Halloween. They say it's the New year's eve. How nice, maybe this new year will bring something special.
I immediately found my way through the falling snow, to the bridge. If it was anything, it was pretty, yet I found no delight in the freezing cold. I sat in the midst of the candles, somehow remained alive and flickering despite the snow. It was warm, the heat reaching through my fur. No one I knew... Besides a few acquaintances I remember I met once. Also... There was something else. Some unfamiliar pictos... Of course, I do not yet pride myself on knowing all the deer here, but they were, well, frankly, somewhat different. In a different way. I must sound crazy, even to myself...
Though, I should probably explore this forest, in it's new mantle of white, despite the lack of heat. I stood, and trotted into the deeper parts of the forest, observing the towering purple flowers more closely. I observed two fawns, that caught my eye, keeping warm together where the 'Blue bowl' normally was. They unusually seemed to have kept their colors, but I can't be sure.
I stopped near the Great oak, and was quite pleased to see the large candle resting inside. Though I really have no idea where all the wax comes from. I entered, and curled up inside, listening to all the deer that 'played' outside, quite silly in this weather. I sniffed, partly from the ridiculousness of it all, and partially because of the affect of the cold. Speaking of cold, I do believe I might catch one. I frowned, closing my eyes.

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H[=9]ello… It sounds hollow, just, ’hello’. I suppose some of you have encountered me, yes? But you do not know my name, correct? A game of mine… Or perhaps I was simply unsure of myself, what others would think of me… I am talking funny aren’t I? I must say I’m not usually so formal. But, one has to make a good entrance. Introduction, whatever you want to call it. I am certain that almost no one was aware of my identity till now. So now I will tell you. A ‘revelation’. However, before I tell you my name, I think I shall explain to you who I am. That’s better isn’t it? That way, you can know who you are befriending, or making an enemy of.
I shall only say this once. I am what would be called a proud person- I mean deer of course. That is the only time I shall probably ever say that, got it? I will also go ahead and set down my principles.
One. I do not fight friends, or spar. That doesn’t mean I won’t fight. But I have to admit my reasons are often fickle, trifling, and a grudge grows quickly with me. I am… temperamental. What a silly way of saying it. But I am.
Also, I do not hurt fawns. I’m afraid I’m not too fond of them, but I will defend them. I don’t approve of attacking the weaker. My views on namelesses are influenced by the nameless deer I encounter in the outside world, and I do not tolerate those who attack them. They are harmless, why not just let them do what they wish?