From random deers point of view.....

I was just sun batheing in my regular spot the first time I saw him. I guess he didn't see me cause he just trotted up looked around in a three sixty and then began to eat berrys eye consantly alert. A female raced past on her way to the rueins and he tensed crouching low to the ground and after about a minute got up and ate more still alert. I slowly stood up from behind the rock I was laying in not trying to scare him. I finaly got a good look at him. He was tiny young but not a fawn, he had no mucel mass realy and seened to be verey unhappy. "Um hello"? I called out calm and gental. He jumped about five feet into the air and stiared at me, I could see his blue eyes from behind the mask. "Um are you ok"? He stiared for a moment "yes I am fine". His voice squeaked a bi and I cou;d smell fear on him. It was as if my just staning there looking at him was a danger to his life! "I'm not gonna hurt you"..."Thats good". I was sclightly confuse but tryed to calm him down. "Whats your name"? He was about to say something then caught himself shook his hea and said "Whisper". "Ah well im Harmony"! He seemed to calm down just a bit now and straitened. I walked over and joined him eating berrys also. "So how are you"? I asked. "Oh who me I I'm fine ya know the same old same old how are you"? "Oh im fine just relaxing today"! "Oh ok thats why you where hideing". "I wasn't hideing you just didn't see me"! He smiled a bit but tryed to hide it. He actualy had mucle but it wasn't bulky and think like he was tough and ready to fight for a mate. More like he ha mucle from dayly things. "What do you like to do"? "Cards I play cards". "Oh like tradeing cards"? "No real cardes..aces and spades..". "Oh you mean like black jack"!? He tensed and seemed sad for a moment "whats the matter"? "That was my fathers name" he whispered. "Black Jack"? "His name was jack he had black fur and was a master at playing Black Jack so thats what they called him".

Blue is the coldest color, it is exactly emptiness, the absolute value, the more pure and perfect beauty.

Blue is so unreasonable that you must make thoughts in order to create dreams just to the act of diming it.

It calms, soothes, depresses, it invades without real support, provides only a drain in the long term. It's like a prison with bars expanding our horizons in a cold decilant world. It is a blinding power that opens the way to liberation.

It is possible that the movements and sounds, also as the material forms, disappear into your contact, drowning it and disappear in a sea of sadness. For the Blue is associated with depression, the depth, the impossiabel.

Previously it was a symbol of dignity, royalty and therefore is also related to the peace, order, harmony.

The blue gives rhythm to life. It represents the unreal, the way in which the real becomes the more exotic pure imagination. It is the symobolisim of desire, temptation, of passivity, of the divine and the possession, not sadistic but masochistic.

Blue is the manifestation of the rivalry between heaven and earth, where both were always face to face. The deity of eternal life, the dangerous poison that ran the soul, the creation of a perfect being to obtain all these centers of meanings.

The color blue, in other words, is the most illogical contradiction, because it also represents the angels.

Ironically blue is your favorit color.

The fact that it is blue, isolates your mind from the world. The fact becomes you a sin.

The thoughts decolate your hopes, elude it with sweet lies.

The Blue also limits your friendships, destroys your love.

I slowly ate the brite orange flowers the grew around the rueins. They where bland and soft but I didn't feel like going to find blue berrys so I took another mouth full.Munching slowly as I hid my small fram behind a rock I saw some deer run by, laughing , and jokeing they where haveing a race. I remember when I use to race. My hooves ached to join and let my small size carry me faster then anyone eles. I stayed calm and dug my hooves into the soft earth as the thundered past comeing to a sudden skiding halt a few feet away. I didn't move not wanting to be noticed. "I WIN"! One yelled. Her pelt dark blue with brite yellow desighns. "Oh come on you allways win" one half joked half wined. The other became alert but I was shure it was only a deer calling from the birch forest. This deer hade a white and black orca pelt with prong antlers and no mask. He sniffed the air befor heading around the corner of the rueins. The other tussled playfully on the ground for now. I stood up slowly ready to make my break unseen when a sharp voice came. "HEY"! I jumped from behind the rock turned in the air and was now faceing the deer with the orca pelt. "Um"? I said not knowing whether this was a threat or what. All these deer about my age a littel younger but where still larger then me So I readyed to run. "Why are you hidden behind that rock"!? "I..I was haveing lunch". "Behind a rock why not in the sun or eat some berry these taste terriabel"!? "I don't realy like sun batheing and I didn't fell like eating berrys". The other two had me sourounded my back to the wall of the reuins. I gulped. "Are you fast" asked the winner of the race proudly. "Um yes raceing is one of my few talents" I tryed to not let my voice show my slite worry of the moment. "You should race her"! Said the other who had wresteld with her. "Um.." My hooves said yes and my mind said no. "Oh come on you look fast and we haven't found some one to beat her"! I finaly gavve in and smiled under my mask "Fine".

Whisper is not a deer that most can understand...He has had a hard life he whent from the verey bottom to the top and suddely crashed to the bottom again. His mom died giveing birth to him and was raised only by his dad. His dad and mom where from the endless forest. but his mother curesd the twin gods and fought all sorts of deer for no reason. She was banished from the safe calm beauty of the endless forest and his dad was so in love with her he left the forest, he would die for her. They ended up in a swap like forest where the only way to survive was be really big and strong..or gambel. His mother couldnt be strong or gambel..she was pregnat. So Jack his father had to go out and gambel he was much to old to be strong. He quickly picked up the game of Black Jack and focaused on it he played batter and better with time..staying up for days straight with games and gambels against peopl. Befor he knew it he had made a name for him slef.. His jetblack pelt (now with touches of gray) the name Jack and the fact he was a black jack master was about the easyest way to make a name..They simpely called him BlackJack. When his wife gave birth to his son who looked nothing like him she died he was sure it was a cures from the twin gods. He named his son Whisper..because he didn't make a sound when he was first born. Whisper would go to gamess with his dad and play with cards along with other fawns. Others tryed to count cards cause that would make there daddy famous if they could count for him...Only Whisper pick this challenge up so quickly..it was the magic still dormant in his blood. He counted for his dad and then gambeled against other kids. Other fawns hit there growth spirts and grew andtlers and got darker pelts while loseing there spots. Whisper pelt stayed a pale lite gary the spots never left and he grew to be only 4 feet tall. He began to play others much larger and older then him and would beat them out easly. He also made a name for himslef Ace of Spades.