Here is a story about Illusive's first day in the forest. Which for the most part, is true. Hope you like, and I don't mind some critiques. Help me get better, or give me your opinion.^_^

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The Little Fawn, Illusive

A Short Story

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'What a strange occurence this is.' The old oaks whisper.
'It just appeared there without a birth. No mother. No father.'
'Oh but dear brethen, it has magic as its mother and father.' The oldest tree says.
The trees seemed to nod in agreement.

A little fawn, all brown and white. It has white specks scattered about on its back. It has no antlers, or protection. She is new to the world, with no name. She wanders about, with no real destination.
All it can do is stumble and bleat. She eventually gets the hang of this "walking", and decides to go faster. Faster and faster she runs. She was having a blast watching the vegetation slip by her in a blur. A joyful "baa" came out of her throat.
Panting, she stopped. She was looking at the ground where her feet had stopped. They had strampled a herd of purple flowers. She heard a noise, and her ears twitched. She quickly jolted her head up, and met eyes with a large billowing beast.
A wonderous white stag in its prime. It had a snow white coat, large pink antlers that branched off in several directions, and red looking eyes. Though red as blood, they looked calm and gentle. They also hinted that this creature that stood infront of her was old... perhaps as old as time.
The stag cocked his brow at her, and smiled. He pressed his nose closer, and sniffed at her coat.
"Hello little one." He said, though it was more of a whisper.
She just stood, as one would if they were caught in headlights.
He chuckled. The stag stepped to the side, and what was behind him was strange to the fawn. Two twin statues. Exactly alike in every way. They were surrounded by bunnies, doves, and butterflies. The flowers that grew on the ground seemed to be reaching for these statues.
"Go closer, and bow to the gods little fawn." He said, nodding his head towards the statues.
She obeyed his command. Stepping closer, though slowly, she moved. Before she kneeled, she looked over her shoulder. Nothing. The stag had gone, as if he'd never been there. She looked back at the statues and bowed.
The little fawn could feel something pulsing at her forehead. As if she were feeling the rays from the Sun, only lighter and more pleasant feeling. She stood there in her kneeling position for a minute or two, mesmerized by the feeling. When she stood, she felt strange. As if, something about herself had changed or opened up.
For some unknown reason, she looked back. When she did, she gasped. Her coat had turned from brown and white to snow white. Just like the stag had, had! She turned in a circle, attempting to get a better look at her new fur.
While she spun, she spotted the flowers she'd stepped on earlier. An idea popped into her head then. She hopped over to the flowers, and rubbed her head in them. Antlers or not... it would work. When she lifted her head, she could feel a ring of flowers lining her head.
"Illusive." She heard a familiar voice say.
She looked behind her, at the statues. The white stag stood there, tall and proud.
"What?" She asked, cocking her head at him.
"Your name shall be, from now until eternity, Illusive. Remember it well, little fawn." He said, bowed, and strutted behind the statues.
By the time 'Illusive' made it behind the twin statues, he was gone like the wind.
'Illusive? My new name.' She thought with a smile.

End.
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The only parts of this that aren't true is, of course, the dialogue and the disappearing act the white stag made in the story. But other than that, it's all true. My first day in the forest playing as Illusive.^_^ That white stag was very nice too. We were laying down by each other for quite a while. Thank you for that mystery deer. Comments, and critiques are welcome.