Last night I fell into a restless sleep. It has been some time since we have had fog this thick, this heavy. It’s lingered for so long. I was glad for the company of my mate, my son, and my son’s new friend. After the events of the evening, it was hard for me to let myself relax. But with Wesker around, I soon found my eyelids drooping, and sleep finally finding its way to me… and I welcomed it as best I could.
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I do not remember much of myself as a fawn before I came here. I don’t know if it is because my mind wishes it that way, or if it was because I was simply much too young. But every now and then, fragments of those times pop up into my mind…usually when I am sleeping. They take me to those days which I would rather forget..
Mountains were my home. Tall mountains with thousands of trees that seemed to stretch on forever. It was here that I opened my eyes for the first time. Winter was long here, but it was worth it for the summers. At least, that is what I heard from others in the herd I was born to. It was a small herd, mostly made up of does. Then there was my father.
Nowhere near as large as, well, say, Wesker, Sir Iaurdagnaire, or even Virgil.. But from where I came from, he was a formidable foe. He had survived many battles of the rut and battles for his life, and he had scars on his flank to prove it. He was not a kind stag. He didn’t have to be kind; that was not his role in life. He simply needed to make sure his fawns he fathered would make it to the next year. And that his does were not harmed.
I do remember the day he looked at me. With total disgust. My fur, my pelt, had never been the same color since the beginning; a bluish tint from the start. I, of course, smiled at him. I didn’t know any better. And then, his first words to me:

“Get it out of my sight.”

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For whatever strange reason in the next few weeks, my mother did not abandon me, although my father pressed, almost threatened her to.

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(rofl. warning, mush ahead. I kind of had something like this in my head for a few days and tried to get it out. spoken from Kaoori's point of view.)

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The forest that evening was dark, silent and foggy. Tsuki no nai yoru- a night without the moon. To these three small deer, it was an odd and dangerous night to travel. Wolves howled in the distance as a stag, doe and tiny fawn huddled on the edge of a thicket, looking ready to bolt at any minute.
The stag sniffed the air and paced impatiently. “We said we’d drop her off here and go. I don’t want to be here any longer than we have to be. This forest is not normal.. It never has been and I want no part of it.”
He snorted, stomping his hoof, and the young fawn darted underneath its mother. The doe looked down at the fawn with a hint of concern which slowly faded the more she looked at it.
“You’ve.. Never been normal, Kaori.. You’ll fit in better here. Your strange looks, markings..the color of your fur. They all stand out too much, bring the bears and the wolves to us too easily. I thought perhaps you were a gift of the Kami, being so special.. But..”
The doe’s voice trailed off as she looked up to her mate. “Takashi. We should at least stay with her until she sleeps. She will only follow.”
The tiny fawn had lay down underneath her mother. She did not understand much of what they were saying , or why they were here on such a night.
“You’d best hope she fall asleep quickly, Sayako. I am not waiting around all night. The wolves are getting closer. They’ve followed us here, and they know there is a fawn with us. They’re waiting for it to come back outside of this forest”, Takashi huffed, shaking his head and snorting, before he lay down in the grass. Sayako lay beside the fawn, who quickly moved closer to her mother, seeking warmth and comfort. She found little comfort, but the warmth was enough. Her eyes drooped as she became drowsy, and soon enough the world faded into silence and darkness.


Morning came, burning away the fog.

Okay. So anyone who's met Kaoori knows she's far from an evil deer. So.. I have a bit of a challenge or idea for anyone who's suffering any sort of artistic block or writer's block. I'd like to see how evil you can make Kaoori.

http://www.endlessforest.org/community/kaoori-6 There's her bio, if you need it, along with a reference picture. I guess I'd just like to see what people come up with. And if there's no takers, I'm fine with that too. xD

Hello.
It’s been a while, hasn’t it?
So much has changed since the excitement of this summer.. The summer that turned my life around. I feel I’ve grown so much since then.. From a silly little doe to one who’s grown wiser in the ways of this Forest.
I have seen friends come and go.. For many different reasons.
I have learned how to fight, and how to defend myself. But I’ve also learned that fighting is not always the answer.
I have learned that you do not need to be related by blood to have a family.
I’ve learned to appreciate just simply being, and enjoying the small things.
I’ve learned that with the Light in this forest.. There will always be the Dark.. Waiting.
I’ve seen life given… and life.. Taken away. And, I’ve created life..
I’ve learned patience is a virtue. And that just because something is different from you does not mean that it should be given disrespect in any way.
I’ve watched myself fall in love when I swore to myself I never would. I do not regret it at all.
I was foolish, and made enemies..
Things are not perfect, and I have learned that they will not be, and I cannot be perfect. No one is, no matter how much they claim to be.

As I look back , I wouldn’t change a thing. My experiences have made me wiser.. Changed me to who I am today. Although I am still learning, I am ready to embrace the future with my family.. And soon he and I will welcome that new life into the world.
I will teach them everything I have learned.

As many of you know, I posted back in October about my dog having cancer. She has a malignant tumour in her right nasal cavity growing into her brain. It started with a nosebleed, then seizures. We got a CAT scan of her brain, finally, which led us to finding that. The only way to cure her would be to cut her head open, suck the tumor out, and then give her radiation. There's no guarantee she'd survive.
She's not a very young dog, but she's not very old either. She's 10. Nowadays, that's... old, but not knocking on death's door necessarily. We found out about this the week after I had a bad car accident, so that didn't help. I've gone through so many emotions.. anger, fear, depression, not caring.. and now, I just don't know. Christmas has come and gone, and I just.. really don't care.
I've lost many pets. My last dog I lost to cancer. But she was gone in a week. Kelsie.. I have to watch her every day, and it's so very hard. Especially when I know I can't help her. And she can't tell me "hey, I hurt." Somedays, she just stares at me and I don't know what to do.
I've lost people to cancer. I just.. I don't know.
Since Christmas day, things have been changing with her. I think the tumor is getting bigger, because it's getting harder for her to breathe. I know we'll have to decide soon to let her go and let her be free. It's something I really don't want to think about.
I still remember her as that little puppy in the pound who was sitting in the corner. Brought there because she was accused of being a biter. She had been abused. She's saved our lives twice. She's the best with kids. She's patient. She rarely barks. There will never be another Kelsie.

And I am afraid of that. But I know it has to happen.

If you've read this far, thank you for listening. I really do appreciate it.

I'll try this. I think it'll help my RP skills too.

So.. have at it. I'll see what I can do. Dunno if I'll get responses. xD;; or how well I'll respond... xD;;;

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Responses:

solitarystag:
What is your favorite activity in the forest?:
I love to run. It doesn't matter where I'm going. I may not always be as fast as other deer, but it's fun to feel the wind on your face.

Have you realized that there are ducks quacking by the pond, yet there aren't ever any ducks?
Hmm.. maybe they're ninja ducks. We do have a ninja deer, after all..

What's your favorite weather in the forest?
The young doe grinned, her face lighting up. "I have to say twilight.. everything looks so pretty, and I love to dance with the fireflies! When the other deer have the candles on their antlers lit, and the moon shines down in the sky.. not much is more beautiful."

Do you know any really cool secrets about the forest that you wish to share?
I'm still learning myself.. and I learn more every day. I don't have much wisdom to add, unfortunately..

ToxicCreed:
Kaoori looked over at the stag, as if studying him before making a response.
"The stag would be my mate, Wesker.. he and I were wondering that day as to why you were taking out your anger on a defenseless fawn, but I know a bit more about you now.. so although I don't condone attacking fawns, I do understand why you did what you did."
At the mention of her sniffing the smoke, her ears flattened, and she looked rather sheepish, although she tried to hide it. "Let's just say.. sometimes I make stupid miskates. As I've said.. I know more about you now.. and if you have questions for Wesker.. I suggest you ask him. As to my thoughts of you? I'm not sure what I really think of you.. but I've had my share of demons lately that you do not shock me."

Aegle:
[=#800080]"Aegle..

who peacocked the BZD? XDDDDDD