@Credit and Debit:
Blue willed his eyes to look elsewhere than at the two crows as they made a meal of the dragonfly.

"Not the rain, no..." he murmured an answer, not sure if he should elaborate.

It wasn't a pink or blue one...so stop freaking out, Blue...

Credit grabbed a few sections and placed them in front of the deer, rather proud of himself. "Ah, ya jeelous? Thaas fine. Ya can take aal tha buidy bits if ya want." Debit bobbed his head in agreement, a wing still clamped in his beak. Ay, Doon't feel baad. W' steel froom eachoother aal tha tyme." he said.

(I feel like such an awful person now xD)

[XD That was a bit ADD too. XD Yay]

Dark follows Bast's gaze with one eye, to his chains. "Hnn... I am... not sure." he comments. His expression pulled into a more serious, considering one, and he lifts a chained hoof over the water. The chill of the pond water always did a nice job of numbing his ankles enough for them to be tolerable for a while. "The gods... placed them.. there. Perhaps... one day... they will... remove them." He says thoughtfully. Inwardly he cringed, knowing they had been there since what those of this forest call their "Stag Day". Chances were they'd still be there when he dies, but it couldn't hurt to consider what life might be like without constant bloodloss. Even with his 'old man' memory, he isn't sure if he ever told Bast why they were placed there.

At this, Debit scoffed and begen to nibble on the offered segments for himself. "Ah, bluidy pansy, thaas whut ya are! Aal of ya deer, notting moore thaan bluidy pansies" he muttered between bites. Credit stopped and jabbed his beak at the other crow. Bluidy ell' Deebit! Be nice to tha wee boogah!" he squaked furiously. "Is thaat hoo to treet tha hinny aafta he leet ya sit on his bluidy baack?!" Debit turned his back on him and kept muttering.

@Dark:
Both brows rose in surprise. He had heard of why his dark friend was the way he was, but those were mere rumors. Bastilion had never actually been informed from a reliable source the reason as to why Darkweaver had shackles.
So it was the work of the Twin Gods then?

[[This makes me think he should get them removed some day... I mean, think about it - Spill got "spilled" (*shot*) from Dark, so...isn't that the main darkness he had? I'm thinking out loud...err...through typing... |D You can ignore this.]]

Dark noticed the suprised look. He was aware of some rumors that even circulated around him, rumors that had existed for perhaps centuries and remained uncleared. He closes two sets of eyes, and pulls his hooves back onto dry ground. "I can... tell you what... had led to... these chains... and such. It is... however... a very... long story. It will... clear any questions... you may have... though." he uncomfortably suggests. He had previously unraveled the real story to the Priest, and learned the Priest's tale in turn, but it was difficult to piece threw the entire tale with his minor difficulty in speech. If it weren't for the decay to his throat, he probably would be a great storyteller.

[[Yep. XD The existance of Spill was a major source of darkness AND madness (perhaps even aggression) for him. Oddly enough, he hasn't been in even one fight ever since then. I don't think he had a personality shift either. XD]]

"I wonder whose magic...Maybe the Idol herself? It's certainly a practical magic." Seed took a few more gulps, his tongue becoming looser. He didn't always get giddy off of just the water alone -- but on the right night, with the intent of having a good time in mind, the water was a good start.

"Practical tears...It has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

Credit, who never really enjoyed fighting all that much, let out a final squwak of definance before hopping over to seek refuge on Blue's back. They sat like this for a little while, completly silent until Debit looked up at the sky. Oi, look ol' hinny! Thaat rain is letting uup!" he exclaimed. "Aboot bluidy tyme..." the other replied. He looked over at Blie. "Bloo, ya waant to teel us wheer tha poond is?"

"Thanks for listening...I know it's a tragically boring story that happens all the time and shit but still..." He said, his voice barely above a whisper, his life history always made him want to cry.

@Dark
Shock. Shock and speechlessness. Those were all he could feel as he sat there blinking at his dark companion. It was not completely surprising, no, for he had heard rumors of...something. But having the details filled in, or as much as Darkweaver wished to divulge, was quite...a lot to take in. Bastilion's speechlessness was understood, he hoped.

He looked towards the rippling waters of the pond, slowly processing what he had been told. It seemed the Twin Gods could be quite...strict to those who opposed them.

Finally, he spoke. "So the Gods punished you for believing them to be dark forces." It was more statement than question, and thus needed no answering. It was more that he was confirming to himself out loud what he had been told. "But..." He turned back to Dark, expression not conveying that he thought of him differently - for he did not. All beings were capable of doing wrong, and those events were far in the past. "Do you still believe them harbingers of evil?" If Darkweaver no longer thought the same way, then Bastilion saw no reason for the punishment the Gods had bestowed to remain in place.

He blinked, suddenly having a realization. It was a longshot, but... "Wait. You said Medieval Europe." That could mean... His brows creased, recalling a few odd events from his previous life. Mostly from his childhood. "Could I have...perhaps spotted the 'Enlightened Herd' by chance?"

@Oisín:
The stag smiled at his adopted son. "Just glad I'm not screwing up yet," he chuckled, humor tinging his voice. Scape sobered, voice sounding more sincere as he returned the nuzzle. "Having great kids helps."

He didn't speak right away, after Bast finally spoke. He did lift his head however, and nod once in response to Bast's statement. He was glad to see no indication on Bast's face to suggest him thinking any different of him. In response to Bast's question on if he still believes the twins to be evil, he shakes his head slightly. "Hnn... no. I've recently... found them to be... good, as well." he rasps. He closes his eyes, recalling an event from only a few months ago. The twins had helped him... there had been something very different to him ever since. Oddly, he noticed less disturbances from Spill, Aves, Daiki, and others, not that he missed any of them... especially not Spill. That freak made Scarecrow look like the epidimy of sanity.

He opens a set of eyes again and looks at Bast when he speaks again. "It is... very possible."

"Thanks Toukan," Kylar muttered gratefully. He felt better talking about it with the reindeer who appeared to be doing his utmost to comfort the mystical deer. He liked that. "It's been a long time since...i've spoken the story aloud...with any detail." Sure people knew what had happened to tem but it wasn't like he ever told them more than that.

@Seed:
Scape chuckled. "Yea...things were definitely crazier then. I think I have most of the Forest mentally mapped out now." He laughs at this. "So much for it being endless."

[[Don't know where I'm going. Something just told me those were the words for Scape to say. |D]]

"Well it's maybe just my opinion...but i don't think you're being friendly unless you actually show an interest in the other person's past. I mean how are you meant to really getto know someone unless you know a little bit about their history...know what i mean?" Kylar asked.

Kylar chuckled. "I didn't mean, ask just at a random moment...more kind of show interest if the topic can arise. For instance, me asking about your scars led into the conversation...see what i mean?" He asked, he was blushing slightly, because it had made him feel somewhat embarrased, but he tried to hide it, triedto convince himself it was't happenng.

Hello Pegasicorn.

I just wanted to personally apologize to you.
I know what it's like to have a shitload of people come and bash you. It sucks.
If it seemed like I was doing so, I wasn't. At least those weren't my intentions.

I'm sorry. Really. I hope you aren't too upset.

- Ravyn

He looks at his shackles tiredly. "I suppose... they'll be there... endlessly." he comments. He looks interested at the mention that Bast might have actually seen the enlightened herd. He doesn't say anything yet, only waiting in case Bast wants to go into any further detail. He nods once, only using body language to agree that it could have been them.

failpost. XD
Thinking of having Zerg join the interractions.

"This forest, though, is only part of the forest. Like how De DrinkPlaats just sort of happened one day..."

He shook his head and laughed a little. Oh, he was not drunk enough to word all of this in a way that made sense. Not nearly drunk enough. Or good enough at physics.

"It's endless because it can grow, or something.
...Or possibly because, after two years, I still cannot remember much in the realm of small-scale geography."

lol Dark XD

No I didn't forget this; I just suck. |D;

@Seed and Zerg:
Scape snorted, proven wrong. "Guess you got me there. But, I do think I have what currently exists pretty much mapped out.

When or if something new gets added, I'll just have to add that, too." He wondered if he was rambling. There was no time to dwell

on that, though, as a certain hyperactive doe came running up then.

Scape's face lit up at the sight of his love. "Zerg!" He happily returned her nuzzle, staying close afterwords just

because he could, and wanted to. Their height difference was always made obvious when they stood so close, but he could care less.

@Dark:
Blink. That statement had been...frankly quite out of nowhere.

"'She'..?" An image of a certain doe came to mind, causing Bastilion's face to heat up.

[[*pets the oblivious Bastilion* |D]]

@Kylar:
He blinked, raising a brow in amusement. "No, I'm pretty sure that's how it works." Toukan's tone was a bit teasing.

[[Late responses are fine. I mean, look how late I was to answer the other posts. |D]]

@Kylar:
Toukan smirked, noticing the blush. But he reacted in no other way to show his amusement. What Kylar asked made him blink, though, caught off guard. "...etto..." he stuttered, not realizing he was doing so in Japanese. "I'm sure there are....but it's not something I go around asking..." He found himself blushing at the topic.

XD; They already seem to be doing the same thing without realizing it.
They're both like their father-figures! *dead*

At this rate, they really should. XD Trist will want in on it too.