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. They called him that cause of a famous all or nothing game bettwen him and a big time gambeler. The guy put down a hand of what he was sure to win with, the croawd cheered and then Whisper pushed forward and entire hand of spades..all balck except for one brite red Ace of Spades in the middel. He took that card and his newfoun riches and status and made the name Ace of Spades cause he began to wear a hat with that card tucked in it to hide the fact he had never grown antlers. He also got a brite red spade tattoed around the birth mark on his rite eye so he was that much more noticeabel. His father mad a bet simpel and easy against some newcomers..he lost..they killed him. Ace was devisated..his only family gone. So he tracked down these new comers and was terrified to learn..they wher wolfs. He played them but seens they had killed his dad if he lost..they want his blood. The cheated by mixing the deck up removeing cards and adding cards..now he couldnt count. But he didnt know that he whent through the game cockcy and full of him self sure he could avenge his father. He lost. They sourounded him sanping and snareling..he was tiny no antlers and had just lost his fourtune..no one really wanted him around. So he ran he ran to the out skirts of the swampy land he called home. Running was some thing he was good at he was so tiny he ran faster then most. He hit the edge of his home and the placce no one could enter. He had always felt a pull to this place but the wolfs caught up with him. They bit him and scratched him. He lost so much blood and was about to faint as they taunted him with his name. The wolfs though he couldnt pass through to the other land no one had benabel to befor. But his blood alowed him to walk right in and lose every thing he thought he ever had. He learns from these deer that this is where his mother and father use to live. THey had been kicked out. This is where he was sapouse to be. Now unabel to understand the smiles and laughter the deer of this new place holds he strugels to find a friend or two and make him self a home. But he sits some sime under the willows..whishing waiting hopeing that some how some day he could return to the swap, the place where the card, the money the titel was something he held dear to him..here it didnt matter.

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