June 24, 2008 - 4:04am — Kanaf
I dun think youre gonna like Vessel very much after this one XDD
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It seems as though I've grown to detest fawns even more lately. They have become more annoying than usual, and I find myself losing my patience with them even faster than normal.
I wandered through the Dream Realm one night and stumbled upon a newborn fawn sleeping next to its mother. Well, not completely newborn, only old enough to have a name. I peeked into its dreams, and what did I see? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I only saw one color, red. I believe that's the color of warmth, is it not? Obviously warmth from its mother. But only red. Nothing else.
How empty-headed. Is that all a fawn can think about? Surely even a newborn could have at least one thing to dream of. I looked into the mother's dreams only to find her thinking of what the next few months will be like with her new fawn. Typical. Such a warming scene to any other deer, and I sneered at them. Of course they couldn't hear me, I was glad of that. But honestly, I think they would have something better to think about.
Do not mistake me for what I'm really saying, reader. What I saw in the mother's dream was pathetic. She was thinking about how raising her child would be so difficult. For her. You would think a mother would be at least grateful for having a healthy child. But no, all she can do is worry and complain. As for the newborn, I didn't really expect much. But I did expect more.
I made my way to another fawn, sleeping with his parents. What did he dream of? Romping around with his friends of course. Again, typical. Is there nothing special happening in fawns' lives today? Nothing they can really look forward to, or lament over? I drew my head away from the dream and sighed. I'm very tired of fawns. They have nothing to do in the day and nothing special to dream about at night. How boring.
I have yet to see an interesting fawn. During the day, some might find me and gather around me. Like a few days ago, I strayed a little too close to the populated forest, and a small gang of fawns spotted me. I knew it was too late to get away from them, so I let them wonder.
They asked me questions, all of them I could not answer. One of them even said I was boring. That irritated me. Have they no respect for their elders? Another told her to give me a chance, which sort of cheered me up. They started to frolic around me. I should have you know, I do not frolic. So I stood patiently and waited for them to stop, which they did. They were a little confused, and then they started to dance. What nerve! If I didn't want to frolic, what makes them think I wanted to dance? So again, I waited for them to stop.
The leader, or so it seemed, asked me what was wrong, and I curtly huffed. I think he got the message. I jerked my head, trying to tell them to run along, which they did. I went back into the shadows.
Oh how fawns irritate me! All they can think about is playing. Sadly for them, you can't play for your whole life. If they ever want to grow up, they need to learn some manners and responsibility. But what fawn wants to grow up? In all honesty, I couldn't wait to grow up. That only meant that more deer would respect me. It annoys me, how much they don't consider the more important things in life. Don't they want to unlock the secrets of the forest? The only way they can do that is to stop playing and pay attention to the world around them.
I could never be a parent. I would never have enough patience to take care of a fawn. Escpecially since I never had parents. I've been alone my whole life, and nobody ever once thought about adopting me. Perhaps that is why I'm so irate towards them, because I'm jealous. I'm not afraid to admit it.
But being alone taught me a lot. I certainly grew up faster than the average fawn. I see a fawn that doesn't know how to do something, I can assure you I knew how to do it when I was younger than his age. But I digress.
I regret writing this down, I truly do. But if you really want to know me, reader, you must know my limits as well. I do not care for fawns. On the same note, I do not care for unnamed deer. If you do happen to like fawns (which might be likely) and happen to be a "fawn magnet", then I'm afraid we wouldn't get along very well. I'm guessing this will lower my chances for friendship, but every side of me must be known.
I must tell you though, the visit to population has given me a new vision on pelts... I have decided against the idea of a Kirin pelt. I'm afraid after seeing my father for the last time, it will bring too much pain to wear it. And so, I have decided to wear to Kibuki pelt. Whoever wishes to help me, I will allow them. But, do keep in mind, I will not go into a spell party. When I come to your world, please remember, I will be very shy.
For now, I remain amongst the shadows.
Anticipating the future,
Vessel
Luckily he never saw Fen's
Even though others like fawns, that's not the end of a friendship. Everyone has his differences X3
Not that he can hear that o.O
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
Vessel: O.o *tilts head with
... hes been hiding behind me this whole time XDDD *gasp* FEN HAD BAD DREAMZ??? lol, im sure ill find out >_> i think he just wanted to be careful, since pretty much every deer likes fawns (except the ones who eat them..... *eyes Vips and Asps daddy* XD)