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My deer Puru has seen Quiver in the forest quite often! Track, and would you like me to make you some css? My email is

Aww, Quiver. <3 Track.~

@SilverSAV: Dawh, I remember seeing him around too. XD And that's really nice of you to offer, but I've been teaching myself some CSS and such too, so I'll probably have one for him fairly soon. But thanks anyway.<3

FFFF I've seen this guy several times and never tracked this :C

But I shall do so now! 8D

"pardon my intrusion..." The tiny predator said, walking calmly towards the diminutive buck.
"But would your name be Quiver, per chance?..."

"Smiling", the strange little creature stepped closer, an elegant bounce in his gait.
"It is truly a pleasure to meet you! I have been looking for you for quite a while, good sir..." It said, its voice pleasant if a little nasal.
"You see, I am a scholar of the unknown and I have heard from a reliable source... That you have been in contact with an individual of such a persuasion?..." He said, now close enough to smell the poppies. He didn't much care for said smell, though, so he kept a slight distance from the young buck... just enough to not get annoyed by them.

[ That's quite okay ♥ ]

"Y-you've been looking for... me..?" Just that thought alone unnerved the small buck, despite not long ago he would've happily greeted this newcomer with open arms.
His ears flicked back once more, lifting his head and glancing back over to in search for Crossbow, not having time to wonder where he ran off to when the larger stag came back into sights, not at all surprised to find him standing over him soon thereafter. And Quiver was fine with that, for once; it made him feel safer, put him at ease.
"I.. think I have," the minideer finally responded, glancing back up at Cross as though looking for permission to converse further with this strange... thing. Monster seemed to know what he was talking about, no matter how few words were shared between them. Maybe he could help, he hoped.

With barely a sultry nod in Quiver's direction, his unspoken permission was given; it was Quiver who had experienced the very events he'd spoken of just the night prior. With no one else to turn to, this odd, eerie little creature could very well be their only hope. In spite of Monster's reassurances, Cross kept his eyes trained on the other, alight with apprehension and paranoia. That was nothing out of the ordinary.

Aside from looking vaguely alarmed when approached, Cross held his ground, fading into silent observation. In Quiver's state of mind, perhaps he wouldn't remember all of this.. a second pair of ears might come in handy.

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You and us both, we do daily.~ Just on another site. <3

Stepping closer, only apprehended by the smell of the poppies, Monster gave another toothy, predatory "smile."
"I would like to know everything you can tell me. The individuals you have been in contact with, any strange behaviour... Anything you can remember..." He fingered the black box around his neck excitedly. This would definitely help his files greatly.

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Sounds wonderful! ♥

Tilting his head, Monster put himself down in front of the diminutive buck, almost being at eye-level with him. This amused him. Mostly he only knew of fawns that were his size.
"I see... Could you describe the looks of this stag?..." He asked, tracing the small circle on top of his black box... He wanted a picture of this one, if nothing else, then for a simple record of the malevolent ghost's victim.

Smiling, Monster got up, pushing the small black box forward for Quiver to see.
"This is a camera. It captures images and preserves them on a thin material. I use it to document my findings so I don't miss or forget anything... On that subject, would you allow me to get an image of you, dear sir?" He asked politely, his bulging eye shining brightly. This was going very well so far!

Tipping his head off to the side further, curiously, Quiver inched a little closer, as far as Cross would be willing to let him at the very least. "Sure.. I wouldn't mind," glancing over at his guardian in search for permission again, finding himself wishing Cross didn't step away further. He'd have no objections though if it meant he might be able to help one way or another.

Almost in a panic, Quiver's ears shot forward as he started, only to pin right back as he shrunk down once Crossbow spoke up again. Last night, it just made him shudder remembering it. "I.. don't really remember much. I couldn't sleep, it.. came in my dreams. It was terrible." Muttering again now, trembling a little. "I was boiling and freezing at the same time.. and I couldn't stop shaking. Please, I don't know what's wrong with me...!" Had every reason to be scared.

"... Depends on what it is," Crossbow murmured, pinned his ears back again as he resumed his protective stance over Quiver.

"If I haven't heard of it before, it's not so much as touching him. I appreciate your help, but.." If it were poisonous.. what would he do if it made things worse?

"At the very least, allow me to experiment with it first."

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Ah, you overprotective bugger. <3

Smiling pleasantly, Monster nodded respectfully.
"As you wish, dear sir. Though I assure you, there is nothing poisonous about this herb. It is the root of a mushroom which grows under thick thorn-bushes. These plants can become thousands of years old and if treated correctly, make a powerful sleeping-medicine. If not, they make a delightful snack for herbivores." He said with a small smile and a tilt of his head as he inspected the picture slowly forming on the paper in his claw. He frowned deeply as he saw what it held... Blank, eyeless sockets burned into the skull of the poor thing and a ghostly aura engulfing him menacingly... Entire face distorted...

Wetting his lips, Monster smiled pleasantly.
"Not a thing, dear sir, not a thing. I was merely annoyed at a slight... Error in the picture. Nothing to worry about. Now, as for those nightmares... I might be able to give you a dreamless sleep, though it is not certain to work... Are you willing to try?..." He asked seriously, nonchalantly slipping the picture into his mess of downy fur where it stayed, hidden. No need to give the young thing even worse nightmares... That picture was enough to frighten even the most sturdy of creatures.

Quiver might have asked to see that photo if it weren't for the fact that even seeing an image of himself on something unnatural as that might've unnerved him, even without the distortion in mind. Yet he remained silent for the time being, nuzzling against Cross uneasily, looking for what ever comfort he could take from those affections. "What.. would happen if it fails..?" Other than falling victim to those nightmares again.

The buck nodded softly. By this point, he would be willing to try anything if it might let him sleep comfortably. The dark circles under his eyes were proof enough that he needed it for sure. "I think I'd like to try it if.. Cross is okay with it." Looking back up at the larger stag. He didn't need to know what was needed, just as long as it'd give him the rest he needed. But, for once, he would trust and respect Crossbow's word on this. He was just too tired to protest.

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inb4 brick to the head. -shot-

Still trembling slightly, Quiver simply went along with it after Cross gave his approval. "Near the playground.. where the ground's red." It was always so warm and pretty there, even after the sun went down and he still felt reasonably safe there. That was where he liked to go, especially now.

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Baaah. Sorry, kinda derped and got distracted. XD;

"I am terribly sorry for my delay..." The tiny predator said, limping forward. "but I do believe I might have found a solution to your problem. Will you be willing to engage in the experiment tonight?" He asked with a smile, though a rather exhausted one at that.

@MonsterShow:
Quiver stirred, roused from his light dosing by the sound of a voice and approaching footsteps. His mind briefly wandered towards Crossbow and froze when he noticed the warmth of the larger stag missing. He couldn't have gone far, and the young buck was soon distracted by the sight of Monster approaching. Somewhat, at least.

".. Have you?" He muttered; clearly not the only exhausted individual present. "I... sure. But, Cross.. he... he'll be allowed near too, right..?" There was hardly a moment where he let that stag out of his sights as of late.

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@EternalQueen: LOL. It's fine, don't worry about it.~
But thank you again.<33 He's such a cute, hairy little thing.~

"Mm, good," Quiver responded, "I just hope Cross comes back by soon. I.. I'd rather not sleep without him. Just mumbling a little pathetically now. Poor guy really did look like a wreck.

Yet, he was aware enough to catch the beast coming closer, sniffing at him, leaving the buck looking plain uneasy. "Y-yeah... it.. it's okay.." As long as he didn't try anything after he'd fallen asleep.

And his impressive entry even made the diminutive predator flinch back, shoulders tensing, ready to strike or run away... but only for a second, the his aged body relaxed yet again. His recent encounter with the malevolent spirit had left even him feeling a little on edge.
"I do apologise profoundly for my delay..." He said, bowing his head respectfully.
"-An explanation would be this compound being of a more tricky nature to produce..." He lightly touched the bag around his neck "-And of course a small matter of appeasing a rather irritated spirit... Still, let us not delay any longer, the good Quiver looks in desperate need for some sleep." He said with another one of those little smiles, sitting himself down, loosening the string around the bag. The smell that arose from it was overwhelming and numbing, though not entirely unpleasant. It had the faintest hint of valerian amongst many other smells, most of them giving the impression of the contents of the bag being edible.

"smiling" yet again, Monster was quick to push the open bag towards Quiver, looking as inviting as he could.
"If you would kindly eat this?..." He asked politely, getting up, grabbing a long stick from off the ground, starting to walk around the two deer, drawing five strange-looking symbols on the ground in a large circle. He might have appeased 1117 for now, but there was never any harm in being extra certain... A protective spell would be appropriate, given the circumstances...

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Sorry it took so long, was waiting for Xemi's post.

fdkughfgrgrehyrehdsf SORRY, I totally derped and got epic distracted yesterday and forgot to reply. DDx

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Eyeing Monster as carefully as someone as sleep deprived as he could, Quiver stepped a little closer once that bag was pushed towards him. The smell itself made his eyelids start feeling quite heavy, or maybe that was his body starting to shut down on its own.

"It's.. safe, right?" He questioned carefully, looking to Cross once more for his advice. Only after the larger stag gave his approval would the mini go to eat the contents in the bag. Throughout recent events, his appetite has left him too, so it was a bit of a struggle consuming these herbs.