Sometimes (myself included) we often forget that there are simple things in life out there to enjoy. Things that can make us smile.
My dog Sadie often reminds me of that. Pets are pretty good at that; especially dogs; they seem to find games in everything.
Just thought I'd give everyone a smile.
(ignore the retarded voice, I talk to my animals in a silly voice. *bricked*)
Most everything was as it were every other evening in the forest. The sun spent its final hours creeping through the limbs of trees, fawns played near fallen stone, pushing their parents' limits. Everything was as it were for all but a single dark stag. It wasn't the flies that buzzed near the remnants that bothered him, but rather the fiery figure of something that just didn't belong there. It sat upon his master's throne, defiant as the devil's own.
This creature regarded him casually, as if he were nothing but an insect himself, something small and insignificant, easily crushed underfoot or word. With one leg crossed daintily over the other, she cast her dark eyes downwards, towards him. "What exactly is your problem, little stag?"
Bartemius' ears fell as soon as the question was spoken and whatever courage he had mustered in his approach slowly crept away. "You... You don't belong there." He forced his head upwards and his brown eyes met with hers for a moment. "That is not yours."
The doe's mouth curved upwards into a large Glasgow grin and she cackled. It was the sound of fresh lit firewood and a questionable mentality. "You are wrong. Everything of his is mine, you know. He only thinks that he's escaped me."
Truth be told, the black hart was convinced that he had escaped her, too, or at least the chance of ever seeing this demon that Osias spoke of. "No... No no no." Bartemius shook his head violently as if to reassure himself. "You are not supposed to be here. Not here in this forest. Not anywhere."
She laughed again, but not as loudly. "Ah, a smart one we have here. I could say the same for you, you know." That grin sprawled across her face again, as sharp, if not sharper this second time around.
