Her mouth cast a half-smile towards a little robin. The robin, unnerved by the sound, looked up.

"It's okay, little one..." Anzel shakily moved her head towards the Robin, slowly, quietly..."My name is Anzel, what is yours..."

*flillillill* The little bird's wings cut through the air like a knife through butter. Anzel was alone once more.

"Again and again...why do I even bother?" her voice was soft, quiet. It seemed almost motherly. But behind the tone of the voice lie something soft and sad...it was loneliness.

The forest never favored the Anzel. Doves mocked her name, "ANN-zull, ANNN-zull," flying past her quickly and uncaringly. "It's Ann-ZELL, you foolish twitterbirds..." her voice seemed somewhat hurt. Maybe it was because she was alone in the forest. Maybe it was rough ground against her pelt. Or maybe...it was that no other deer was ever mocked by a dove. Only Anzel. Only her.

*click*

Startled, Anzel looks around. In the distance, a glowing golden symbol floated in the air. Curiouser and curiouser, thought Anzel, and she stood up upon the sun-warmed ground.

As she approached, the sleeping figure stood up and looked at her. Very curious, she thought. She stopped, and...the fawn looked away.

"Hello?"

Silence.

Anzel looked to either side of the fawn. There was nothing to be seen, but...the fawn...looked where she looked.

"Hello...?" her voice was dazed with confusion, or maybe it was the heat.

Nothing.

The sun beat down upon her dark pelt, she felt tired, she felt weak.

"Good dancings to you, fawn..."

And, ever so slowly...Anzel laid down to rest...to dream...

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(OOC: I got bored. Little story, rawr! I'll write others eventually. I'm just tired right now.)