Once again, listening to music has sparked up the itch to type but this time. It's with someone that most either fear or don't understand. Iviran himself rarely speaks to others but this was a special moment... special in a sense that his mind was already weakened by a guilty heart. Of course, I just played with it, but I do enjoy random stories that give you some sense into a character's past. Who knows, maybe he'll finally get away from being what he is with this. Also, added Auto-Music to it since the song is was inspired this story. Enjoy.



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There just seemed to be a cold chill in the air of the forest on this night. The soft wind that was blowing whipping the blond locks of hair on the stags head back as he was up on the rocks of the playground, standing high... watching as the other stag quickly bolted, leaping from the rock and darting off into the forest area. Though, the fleeing, nameless stag didn't leave without taking out some victory points on the older stag.

Iviran's ears slowly laid back as the blood was trickling down from his eyes, streaming his face in tears but also... the gapping wound on his shoulder, a puncture wound that went through several scales on his hide, bleeding down. It was a common thing but then, anyone's attention would be drawn to the scraped off scales along his entire left side. Blood starting to stain in the pink and cream fur of his underbelly. The fight must have been a rather violent one given the fact that he had been injured from it.

His ears flicked to a side again, the stag glancing down to see the Raven like stag coming towards the rocks. Those flowers... he's seen him before a few times, knew about his ways and the fact that he was the doctor for many in the forest. But pride wasn't going to allow him to approach, no... Iviran never approached anyone in this forest. That reputation wasn't something many understood, though most... no, almost everyone knew he had already shed the blood of innocent lives.

It seems that the other stag hadn't noticed him yet... slowly, carefully... backing down Iviran moved from the rocks, his step worthy of something of royalty. Then again, the name King Iviran lead many to believe of a royalty within him. However, on his decent from the rocks the kirin pelted stag grunted running into something... backing up as he huffed out sharply before he saw that it was said Stag he'd just been trying to get away from "If you do not mind, I was going down..."

His ears quickly fell back, and slowly the lovely bucks blue pelted hide lowered down as he looked like any deer in headlights. Most were afraid of Iviran, it was no surprise that Nathan's reaction was the same... though he did move to a side before gasping out sharply "You're hurt..."

"It'll heal..." Iviran let out before rearing back sharply when that blue and white pelted deer was in front of him. His eyes narrowed slightly, however... it wasn't in that menacing way as most would get from the stag "I said it'll heal..."

"At least allow me to look at it... maybe... maybe I can speed up the process..." Nathan let out softly, he was fighting a fear to stay near this stag, watching the candle lit antlers with those glass blue eyes before he watched Iviran continuing down from the rocks "Wait..."

"I do not need your help... best waste your time one someone else." That was the kirin scaled stags reply as he continued walking. His ears falling up as he heard the delicate steps behind him, knowing Nathan... was following, though at a distance. Making his way on down, he came up to the pond and walked into the water... frowning deeply before he lowered his head down to take a drink. A splash however, to the face caused him to jerk his head up and sneer...

"Well now that I have your attention again..." Nathan let out softly with a soft huff moving along to the left side of the stag... and gently leaning forward to look at the scraps... though his eyes fell to the large impaling wound and his brows furrowed "This had not healed properly at all..."

"It's a grim reminder of things I've done... now leave." A splash of the water, a quick turn around and Iviran was moving again, this time however... with Nathan slowly walking beside him, a good three foot distance between the two however. And not a word passed between the two, though the looks... several coming from other stags... they were confused and shocked that Iviran had someone so close "You're getting stared at."

"I know..." Nathan let out before continuing to walk along beside the other, casting a glance back towards the pond and then running to catch up once again "You've... built up quite the reputation haven't you?"

"More than you know..." Iviran muttered, he wasn't one for small talk "A past life that hit home with me, trying to forget it but with all the fawns around it's hard to forget."

"You... can talk about it if you wish."

"I don't trust you enough to bear all." Iviran let out before leaping over a downed tree, and then... a run after he landed on the ground. Bounding through the open area as he was running, trying to get things off his mind, but the injured side was burning and flaring. A sudden gasp though as the stag leapt up, jumping over a fawn that had been feeding in one of the blueberry patches and he groaned when he landed a bit hard on his hooves. Glancing towards the startled fawn, watching as she lowered down before screaming and quickly rushing off.

That pain in his chest causing him to back up and failing to notice before he backed into Nathan whipping around to see the other as he sighed out softly shoving past the other stag quickly and leaving with no words. He didn't want to talk about it, but there was that clear hint of guilt in those eyes and features. And now he wasn't losing Nathan. Getting cut off he sighed before feeling a soft nuzzle into the pale fluff on his neck, raising his head up before gently being shoved in the direction towards the Ruins. Allowing Nathan to walk closer beside him as he went along, the features never changing from a pained and guilty look.

Slowly... laying himself down near a group of graves, he watched as Nathan's form was replaced but a elegant humans. Those red and black eyes watching as he dug through pockets before walking over and working on the scaled sides that were bleeding. It was a silence between the two before Iviran sighed out... "It was years ago... at the pond... that's how I earned my reputation as a..." he swallowed "Fawn killer."

Nathan didn't say anything, his brows furrowed but he showed no hatred or loathing of the other. Rather, he listened... allowing Iviran to spill things that no ears have ever heard before from the males mouth.

A sigh, and a glance towards Nathan "I don't know if you have met her... but, at one point in time. Me and Claudia... we had a small relation. It got to the point where she was with fawn, I had left... never being seen until they were born and capable of running." A pause, a frown and grimace "When I found them with their mother, something hit... I charged her, hurt her... casted her aside in a heap before my attention turned to them."

That's when a sharp grunt came from the kirin pelted stag as he glanced towards Nathan "I turned on them... their deaths... it was by the pond. And I showed no care for them but now, now it hurts... I feel guilty, I feel pain... I feel sorrow for it." A heavy sigh escaped his lips "I've always been so cold, I still am... I chase anyone away who wishes to befriend me."

"You didn't chase me away." Nathan let out softly, trailing his hands along as he examined the puncture wound "This hasn't healed, yet it's old..."

"As I said... it's an old reminder to my past... it's what Claudia gave me..."