The flower diaries; Chapter three
June 7, 2010 - 6:11am — thecapturedplanet
Smell of rain upon the air, smell of joy, smell of earth, smell of roses.
Sound of hooves on mud, sound of hooves on moss, sound of hooves quiet
Tick of ears, Twitch of nose, blink of eyes.
small blue muzzle, cropping the tender leaves that crawled up the birches.
Familiar scent, pattering of hooves, small blue form nuzzling against the larger brown stag.
He follows him, learns from him, tries to learn to be brave, can't. Cowers and trots off a bit, re-joined, grateful, he's so grateful.
Bounding, playing, dancing, dancing upon the air, comes back down.
Brown stag Virgil, he seems wary, rubbing against trees, Rose fawn, he doesn't smell anything odd, can't smell anything, everything, the smell of roses.
nipping, chew, swallow, poppies, they taste sweet, Virgil watches still, comforting.
Smells of bird, his head raises, keep-away-the-thunder stag-bird, Ephire, runs runs runs to him, a nuzzle, Virgil seems calm now, it's nice.
He can lay by them both now, he likes this, smells of stag and bird and roses.
Sun is shining, warms him, the flowers on his small not-fully-grown antlers grow, he can feel it, a few scares, runs from them, not for long.
Keep-away-the-thunder stag-bird leaves in his sleep, makes him sad, he'll be back, this makes him happy.
Virgil creates magic, casts spells on him, turns his blue fur red and white and brown and polka-dotted.
He falls asleep in the crook of a tree, leaning away from the bark, head resting on Brown-stag Virgil's shoulder.
and he is happy.
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Eeee, this is so sweet. xD
Lil' one's being well cared for yus. <3
The cause of the tension was Saosin, he was mock scent marking. (:
The poppy patch visit was a brief greeting to an old friend. ^^ Hense bowing to the light.
That would explain it~ ahhh,
That would explain it~
ahhh, all Rosine knew was that it gave him a chance to eat without being parnoid~