((, contains interactions between Vilnius and Sweetheart that only TFO will truly appreciate) because she was there for their ~interactions~ the first time /shot/...long title is long))

The fickle wind tugged at the low laying ferns, as if distressed by how they were bloodied and stained.

The Prince of Hearts payed it no mind, merely turning his ears slowly, catching the far off noises of other deer, their calls and beating hooves, their beating hearts.

His head lifted high, however, at a new sound, an unnatural sort of thing, too steady, too even.
Hopefully he craned his head forward, blinking slowly before pushing himself up on slender legs, shaking himself free of excess gore and filth.

He picked his way easily towards the sound.

"Vilniussss?"

The stag's tail flicked, pushing his way gently up the playground rocks.

A small smile tugged at his features, pacing slowly about the other stag, pointedly touching him, pointedly staining the pure ivory of his fur crimson with blood as he moved.
"it has been too long, Sweetheart...Mielasis"

The other stag turned upon well muscled legs, allowing Vilnius to swipe his muzzle quickly over his mask in an affectionate gesture.

The bloody prince gently pressed against the other's shoulder, encouraging him to follow as he led back to the patch he called his own.

"any amount of time seems too long to you, Vil"

The slightly smaller stag chuckled low under his breath, watching the white one lay slowly.

"of course" was his only reply.

Silence, save for the steady breathing of the two, louder from the white stag.

"I thought I would never see you again...since that one time I mean, I've lost so many upon coming here" Vilnius stated at last, looking up at the sky, the clouds, white as the one next to him, whiter even, for they had not been tainted.

"Fate works out strangely" was the soft reply.

Hearts beat gently, Vilnius sighing, the movement seeming to sooth them.
"Fate can be so cruel"

His ears tilted back, curling up, and once again the white one's fur was stained as Vilnius lay his head upon his back, eyes closing.

"Don't leave

Mielasis"

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Mielasis - Lithuanian word for 'Sweetheart'