Soft sunlight fell short of the sleeping deer, who lay shadowed in the heart of the ruins. The deer stirred, ever so slightly, and his eyes opened just a little. He was pressed against cold rock, and before him a series of steep stone steps ascending from the shallow depression. Veins of differing shades of gray ran through the surface of the stone, and the deer stopped to study them. Odd. Usually he would have bounded off to the pond. The deer stood, stretching, but something was already wrong. His head felt different, off-balance. Someone must have cast a spell on him as he slept. He passed another deer, sleeping in some sparse plants on the edge of the ruins. It looked about the same size as him. Must be a mini deer. And yet the deer was disturbed. Everything seemed different. He stopped, in a shaft of light, his head turning this way and that. For a few minutes, he didn't move. The weight on his head did not leave. Spells didn't stick to fawns? And then it dawned on him.
He was a stag.
Ren smiled, ever so slightly. It was a short, magical moment. All that he hoped it would be. The stag lowered himself to the ground, tucking his legs under him. Once more, his eyes closed, and he curled up, the sun seeping warmly over his back. Then sleep came, over the water, where he danced.
So, yesterday, Ren became a stag! Just when had to go though, which explains kind of why he went to sleep so soon. Anyway, I would love it if someone would spell spam him
All he really knows, is that he wants either the beluga or orca mask (Cause they're marine animals), and he's not sure if he wants a different pelt, and might just keep the default one. Picto:
X He'll probably be hanging around the pond.
Edit: Never mind, I have to go now