Cold, scared... lonely... all manners of things were running through the small 'stags' mind as he had trudged his way through the forest. His body shot pain through all parts of it, and it was really hard to walk for long distances but he managed, and thankfully the majority of bleeding seemed to have stopped after the nights rest and likely due to the cold air around him. He'd caught sight of her earlier but his mind didn't even register anything... and when she'd moved off there was that surge of loneliness to hit... and well the sudden masking by a random fawn didn't help in the least. Thus, Ghost made his way to the playground without thinking much on anything... limping along as he wanted to go and seek out shelter under the slanted rock but... someone was already there, so he decided to move off... wedged himself between a pair of rocks to huddle down but that didn't go over well with his injuries... more pain, so he moved out and walked off and... it was that small Doe that had been nearby when he had collapsed by the tree and she was with another. No one else was around that he knew and... well, he just wanted company of any form... but... he didn't know how others would respond to him. Siding on the way of caution Ghost pushed himself up to his feet and slowly limped his way on over to the small doe and the young stag that was with her, pain defeated his approach however and he slumped against the nearby tree before collapsing down as his legs gave way a bit... earning a low whimpering from him as he curled in and around himself near the tree.


[[ Thar we go, the community finally stopped lagging for me! Hoozah ]]

He had dozed off slightly after collapsing down, a response likely from his body trying to kick into recovery mode... he hadn't really noticed much, or heard much for that matter, as he laid there sleeping somewhat. When he heard the voice he opened his eyes and looked up to the small doe, at least taking in what he could of her since that one side of his face was royally messed up due to the shattered skull... a low whimpering coming out of him as he tried to lift his head but gave up after a few moments, shaking a bit more from the cold. Registering her question he took a few moments to try and compiled his words and thoughts "Hurts... no know why... no do anything wrong, Ghost never do anything wrong... so scareds and lonely and cold..." Spoken like a young child, despite his clear age... "I want mama... want mama but she hurts to..."

He shifted to work on craning his head up, thankfully that pain in his body numbed out a bit so he could attempt to scent or possibly hear someone that he knew... his ears folding up to take in the sounds but he heard nothing and just slumped his head back to the snow covered ground, huddling in on himself as he looked at the small doe before curling his head around to nestle it in his tail... he was scared, afraid even... to think anyone could be scared of Herla "No... I don't hear or smell anyones around... don't know lotsa deers or others here... only mama and papa and their family... and other papa but thats all..." He let out softly before shifting to move enough so he could see her again "You is nice lady? No gonna hurts Ghost?"