Blackened Sun [Israel]

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- Woken up by Elizabeth, hello there miss yes I am 100% awake
- Followed her down to the ido- LOL do not look
- Settled down and then a friend of hers appeared. Be polite Izzy
- everyone settled down and he just wants to go back to sleep










Basics

Protective • friendly • flirt • stubborn • rash • predatory

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name: Israel
nicknames: Izzy, Isra, lil' shit
titles: Black Sun
picto: The Eye
set: Beluga pelt. Skull mask or Kabuki, default antlers.
age: Adult, 'born' February 9, 2013
sex: Male, buck,
species:Whitetail, forest influance
size: 17
voice: Speaks in #B3915D
scent: Burning wood, heavy smoke
trinkets: A lotus from the pond, A turtle from Pica, a turtle shell, and various other shells from Darcy. Two arm bands and a small dagger, for his mother.








Personality


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friend·ly

Open and accepting to just about anyone, he's not too hard to get chummy with. He enjoys meeting new faces, discovering new things, and finds going in with a good attitude makes everything a bit easier. It takes a bit to make him angry, as he has a soft heart that at times can be terribly easy to play.

flirt

Israel is forever and always, flirty. From a young age he's always dazzled the girls with bright red flowers and enough charm to drown in. At this point he doesn't even notice it. This isn't restricted to the girls, however, as both genders seem to be prone to swim in charm, flowers and flattery.

stub·born

As a mule. If he thinks he's right, well, darn well he is right, if he doesn't want to move from that spot then tough luck for you, his tail is remaining planted. This also expands into to being stubbornly loyal as well, to the point of following another even if he believes their behaviour is doing more harm than good.

rash

Prone to make decisions on a hair trigger, with little thought before and much after. This before has gotten him in much trouble. This trait tends to rear his head when his temper comes into play, or if he has a vendetta against another and a situation presents itself in which he can snark back. It seemed like a good idea at the time...!


























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Interactions are awesome!
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@niriya: >w>

@niriya: >w> picapicapicapica

@@Cali: eeee


Edit: HA BITCHES PAGE TWO. MINE.

Damn. sheepsheepsheep

Damn. sheepsheepsheep

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not just any sheep, oh no. A

not just any sheep, oh no.

A pink cotton candy sheep.

...the one Willy Wonka didn't

...the one Willy Wonka didn't want to talk about? XD It's cute!

pink sheep. Cotton candy.

pink sheep. Cotton candy. Bleh. Watch out - Pica coming over to investigate.

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Oh noes don't eat me ;D;

Oh noes don't eat me ;D;


I'm /so/ unhealthy !

Yo. XD Hm. Seems this small

Yo. XD

Hm. Seems this small of-same won't get up.

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fdgf I was afk LKDLFKDS HI

fdgf I was afk LKDLFKDS HI PICA.

Hm. HI. 8D

Hm. HI. 8D

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HELLO. IZZY IS HAVING FUN

HELLO. IZZY IS HAVING FUN SITTING AND BEING BORING. JUICE IS SORRY ; U ;

HELLO TO YOU TOO. PICA IS

HELLO TO YOU TOO. PICA IS HAVING NERVOUS SPASMS FROM THE WOLF HOWLS. NIRI IS EXASPERATED. 8D



All lined up neatly in a row. XD

FAWN BUTTS.

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CUTE BRIGADE

CUTE BRIGADE

BUTT

BUTT BRIGADE.

mini,mini,mini,Bigmini. Pf.

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omg this is amazing!!! track

omg this is amazing!!! track
You do not have a soul. You ARE a soul. You have a body.
~ C.S. Lewis
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My Mariana was the golden

My Mariana was the golden pelted doe that came and sat with him and Alani c:
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I suspected! I'm sorry Izzy's

I suspected! I'm sorry Izzy's so boring :c

Food and sleep seem to be the only things on his day planner today LOL.
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I think Mari would prefer

I think Mari would prefer that to a bouncing baby fawn that would annoy her. He is downright adorable. c:

Hm. Testing the waters

Hm. Testing the waters here.
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This small of-same she had seen for a few times already - what was he up to now? Pica peered out from inside the fat birch, grateful for it's protection and scrutinised the of-same. He stood out pretty well against the warmer colors of the Birch, so Pica had not problem finding his dark form. Of course, she was just here to investigate. Yes, just curious.

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/I am assuming this is a

/I am assuming this is a random encounter :'D! If not Excuse the massive amount of fail!

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Haf seated half standing the dark colored fawn had half wedged himself beneath the roots of a tree, after something that caught his eye while snooping through the forest with his nose to the ground, longer than usal tail flipping back and forth like an over excited dog.What had got the little toothy fawn so excited?

A turtle. A little box turtle.

He knew their shells were fun to gnaw on, but the fact things lived in them, and moved was something he'd just found fascinating, and had chased one into the roots of a tree, of which he now had his entire upper body shoved under out of it, unaware of what, or whom he was flashing his lovely fluffy bum to.

Well ofc. 8D asdf. Time to

Well ofc. 8D asdf. Time to fall out of the tree laughing, Pica. ._.
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Well. Now she saw exactly what the of-same was up to. Whenever he shifted, Pica could spy a small opening in the roots of a tree - the banded ones - and perhaps he was looking for something..? What exactly was the of-same so eager to get at? Now genuinely curious, Pica creeps out of the tree and around behind the of-same, startled with the sight of his rear up in the air. As a fawn, she could be given some slack on her staring unabashedly at the fluffy butt, but really, she should know better. Did all small of-sames have such fluffy rears? Pica knew for one that she did. And most of the other small of-sames she's met had. Hm. Decided to ponder this question later but for now moved around in a large semi-circle behind the of-same, who still seemed blissfully unaware of Pica sauntering curiously around.

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He wiggled about for a while,

He wiggled about for a while, indeed unaware of the little one behind him till he pulled back, flailing turtle held within his jaws and a look of pride on his face he'd caught the wiley thing, though attention sprung from it to Pica, the little fawn friend he'd come to know as of recently, though often lacked the energy to bounce about with. His startled expression turned to a goofy looking smile, never mind he was drooling due to the odd shaped object in his mouth, and bounded over to show off his prize. "Heiah...!"

Pica sprang back from where

Pica sprang back from where she was about to make a move to poke Israel, trying to look as innocent as she could, but her attention was quickly drawn to the flailing creature the small of-same held in his jaws. "..What is that?" She didn't mean in any kind of offensive manner, but she was wary of the strange shape it was. What creature had such hard skin to not squish under any jaw? She flicked her eyes to the of-same, unsure whether this was indeed what he had wanted so badly. Raised her eyebrow-muscles when he started to drool, though couldn't deny a giggle escaped. Backed away a small step in case the creature was flung out of his mouth by the momentum - it didn't - and gave him a wry look. "You like this creature?" She said this in genuine surprise, wondering what was so special about it for a rather lazy of-same (her point of view. o_o) to go all frantic over it.

e: this blue is SAH BRIGHT IT BURNS MY EYES.

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He nosed the now shelled up

He nosed the now shelled up creature with intrest "I unno'... they taste good." His eyes narrowed at the giggle, wiping away the drool along his shoulder with a snort. "Find them alot... stones they wear taste good. Really fun to chew on!"

Without thinking he rolled it towards her, expecting her to try it out as he did it, no one had told him otherwise. Why would gnawing on the poor animal be bad? He again took to his half stand-half sit stance and rolled it around. "I'ma keep it... cuse' it has red on it see?" He pointed to the tiny red markings dotting it's shell, enthralled, and looked up to her, in full expectation that she would also find the turtle equally amazing.


Just going to casually track

Just going to casually track this ♥
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@Vin: BWHAHAHA All the tracks

@Vin: BWHAHAHA All the tracks

Hehe - so Israel did have

Hehe - so Israel did have some kind of dignity - well, enough to wipe his drool anyways. Oh? The stones? It would explain the tough skin. Pica wasn't even sure if she could fit her jaws around the slick, drool covered shell of this stone-thing.
She tried to anyway when he rolled it across to her. Bobbed her head down and tried to get her growing teeth around it - didn't really work. Guess the small of-same had larger or more flexible jaws then her, since she could only scrape her gum/teeth along the shell, though the feeling of something rough scraping against her gums felt pretty nice. The teeth she had were barely showing, so she just gummed at the stone-thing before the of-same rolled it away.

Tasted okay. Didn't really have an opinion on it though. "Guess it's okay, but I can't fit my mouth around it. Tastes a bit salty too." She looks suspiciously at the other fawn. Was distracted though when he pointed out the red on the shell - didn't comment on how it looked like red-hurt, though in a brighter shade. "..Wonder how that got there."

Pica wasn't completely engrossed in the stone-thing, but she showed a bit of interest in it anyways.

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He seemed rather happy she

He seemed rather happy she enjoyed the rock thing, nosesing her as it moved around.

"Like salty? Hehe mouth is small..." Again it was put down and he seemed less focused on the now escaping turtle, play having invaded his mind, and she now had his undivided attention, which soon turned to play as he began to bounce about in invitation. So rare now days that he had the energy to do much more than eat and sleep. Nonetheless, he felt playful and rather bouncy."Common'! Lets GO!" He tried to initiate a game of chase, and it was rather amazing if not worrying how he could whip such a skinny frame into a blur of happy motion.
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i have no idea what my

i have no idea what my browser is doing make it sthap ;;

You really should put that in

You really should put that in the bio. o 3o
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She shifted uncomfortably when he poked at her with his small nose, leaning the other way subtly - being poked while examining something is plain rude and annoying. Pica politics dictates. She really didn't know what to answer to his happy form as he bounced around. "Uh. They taste okay. But sure - a small one, mind. With lotsa bumps onnit." Of course, she'd release the stone-thing later, but it was rather nice to chew on, but the taste didn't really merit an opinion from her. Well - Pica never would put down an invitation to play (unless she's so badly injured she can't even get up. .-.) and in a silent challenge ran circles around the dark fawn who was already bouncing around in a hyperactive fashion. Maybe her earlier thoughts about him being lazy was wrong. Maybe.

"Betcha can't make as big dustclouds as meeee~/"

D8
-resorts to flailing magic fingers at sheepy's browser-

You know, you should really go check your skype. -pointedglare-

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djnfdf putwhat I forgot in my

djnfdf putwhat I forgot in my rage of code being an ass LOL

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Ohhhh a challenge! Her previous words were lost as he kicked up his heels in effort to tear up the terrain, bouncing so high he'd make a pogo stick jealous before devolving into tight circles that spin off into a chaos of patterns he'd follow in hair pin turns and random leaps he throw in. Sure, his landing s were awkward, and sometimes he'd stumble and eat the dirt... but little could dampen his mood for the time being.

... Okay maybe the fact his dust clouds were only temporarily sprays of dirt and kicked up clumps of dust. Humph his were still better. "Mine's better. I win" He mumbled, seemingly almost... jealous.
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I CHECKED AND I SAW NOTHING. /crais
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Cute cuddlefriends are cute

Cute cuddlefriends are cute
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big cuddlefriend is awesome

big cuddlefriend is awesome

.-. Hrn. NUUH. furiously

.-. Hrn. NUUH. furiously scrolling through the one name of Wuudin.
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Challenge accepted? Pica believed so. Though in between her crazy leaps and sudden halts the small fawn catches a glimpse of what the other was doing. Not bad, actually. Not bad at all. Almost as good as Pica. Almost.
Closing her nose-holes from the clumps of dirt and dust the two kicked up, Pica grinds to a halt, throwing yet another small shower of dirt and dust billowing in front of her. Spun, lost her balance and let herself flop, breathing heavily, but through her nose and trying to look nonchalant. She loved sessions like these, but sometimes they just took the whumph out of her.

When Israel proclaimed himself the winner, Pica gaped inwardly, but scrambled up indignantly outside(dedly..) Huffed, trying to convince herself she had won but was just being modest - scrap that. Modest just wasn't her style. Puffing out her dusty chest fur, Pica yells out with a look of pride; "Nay, I won! See the bigger dustclouds I did?" Of course, she wasn't that arrogant enough to say she was completely the winner (though she was). With dignity and good 'sportsmanshipness' (adsflk) Pica gives the dark fawn a small bow. "..And I guess Isra did well too." Aloof, she looks down from her great height (she's gonna make me laugh) onto the other.

RESENT just because I'm badbutt like that.

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... -giggle- it's

... -giggle- it's Wudiin.

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He snorted and gave her a playful heabutt. "Nuaahh I did... Pica did good though so maybe both won yeah?" The tiny fawn was reminding him of his sister, and he couldn't really bring himself any longer to rub his obvious victory in her face. He strut about like an overly proud peacock before twirling, flopping into the now choppy ground with a huff, energy seeping out of him like air out of a hole filled balloon "Sleepy now... tied. Pica you move too fast. Commoonn can we sit... please?" He flailed about, spindly legs tucked to a skinny frame as he hoped she too held the same idea.

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Iknewthat. No really. I

Iknewthat. No really. I did.
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Pica wouldn't admit defeat, but graciously nodded her agreement after being jolted by a small headbutt. "Jah, (just pronounced yah) I won, but I'll say we both won." So proud of herself for thinking that idea up. After all, she had to be nice to the loser of the dustcloud game - it was the rules. Pica watched rather amused at Israel's pride in his false win, and even strut her stuff too a bit, but not as outrageously as the dark fawn. Was in the middle of a fancy turn designed to show off her long legs (the hell, Pica. And you said not as outrageously. Pfff.) when she caught sight of a whoopee-cushion-looking-Israel. From bright and bouncy and vibrant somehow he had deflated flat. "Pff, already sleepy? Pica's got still more energy to burn!" She did - but it would require a small energy boost. Preened a bit when Israel told her that she was fast - well of course.

Didn't answer whether she'd sit or not but made a move to flop onto him, trying to find a few seconds when he wasn't flailing about with those long legs for the chance to dash in and flop.

I SENT IT. I DID.

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I STILL HAVEN'T GOT IT

I STILL HAVEN'T GOT IT CRAI.
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Like most of the male race he noticed little else other than the now free grass around him and making himself comfortable. He'd already laid his head down, sprawled about carelessly and ready to snooze. He snorted at her boasting, thinking that of course he'd prove her wrong when he wasn't so tired. He almost thought to use her as a head rest when she decided he'd make an awful pretty, and comfortable, bed. He grunted and glowered at her, but made no move to force her off... after all maybe she'd be warm, and he was always looking for a good nap buddy... but... why of all things did she have to be so heavy?!

-facedesk- Pica and I needs

-facedesk- Pica and I needs to go sleepy now. o.e --
Hm. Now... *flop* ... would be a good time to squish Israel. Wriggling happily - mission accomplished - Pica set about trying to make herself comfortable on the bony frame. "Hey Isra, why you have to be so bony?!" No good. No success. In the end she resorted to wriggling her backside off him and resting her head/upper body on his stomach and lay draped across his hind legs. Not the most soft or cuddly pillow Pica had ever experienced, but it wasn't as if it could stop her from dozing off in the warm air, but not after giving him a warning glare - don't you dare push me off. Desperate times call for desperate measures.


Hey you sheepy. Finally got it. -prodprod-

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HURRHURR I GOT IT |D -- He

HURRHURR I GOT IT |D

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He snorted, and was currently too lazy, and little, to try and explain. "Why's Pica so round?" he shot back with a slight giggle, looking away at her oh so frightening glare. Nope, wasn't going to risk being crushed by the fat little fawn.... besides this was rather comfortable, and he was feeling too lazy to care.

HOHO finally. ._. -- Was just

HOHO finally. ._.
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Was just getting comfortable, like when the small fawn 'accidentally' had a spasm and landed heavily back onto Israel's stomach rather forcefully. "Oh, Pica accidentally had a twitch in her leg - and there it is again!" Another 'accidental' whumph onto the dark fawn. (Please note that she didn't say sorry or I didn't mean it. o 3o) Though, talking about being round.. Pica eyes the surrounding area for small blueberry patches.

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Retrack! x)

Retrack! x)

Vittani just a few minutes

Vittani just a few minutes ago noticed something... smaller than she was, lying wrapped in spring flowers and could not resist to go see something. Nearly horse's ears pricked up and without hesitation proceeded to fawn. It was for her rather spectacular color and when she found out that some of those dark and bright at the same time colors is even alive, did not fail to go explore. She held out her neck and sniffed curiously at him. "Oh... hello... little one..." She raised her intently tiny triangle tail. Her eyes sparkled just enthusiasm. She took a few steps back and pulled the fawn, only this time the length of her neck.
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Do not mind RP? <)
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He was half asleep when...

He was half asleep when... well something was standing before him, head tilting to the side in slight wonder at this new oddity he'd only seen from afar from time to time. Though for the moment, wonder was replaced by a wary standoffish attitude. Between the events from the past day and the odd pains sending him into wild cranky moods, he wasn't so keen on meeting strangers alone."Who are you?" He reached forward a bit, outstretching long gangly legs that he had yet to grow into and getting to his feet to try and size her up.

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Of course not <3

"You can... talk...?" she

"You can... talk...?" she said Vittani in the first moment. Every time she found a fawn, said nothing could be heard or special squeaky noises. Again, carefully bent intently to fawn head. "Mm... My... name is... mrm... Vittani...? Yes. Vittani." she said, trying to remain decent and in some way and form, which was somewhat hard. "And you... What's your name..., little one?" Her face and mouth without tilting the odd smile.
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What an odd question, the

What an odd question, the fawn had never thought that talking at his age was weird, though to be taught so young as he was had given him knowledge, partial knowledge at least. He leaned back a bit as she came closer, though didn't balk or dart off... no he would stand his ground and meet this creature. "M' name is Israel.. n' yes I can talk... that's... normal ain't it?" He thought it was normal... though he never heard Artie talk... Pica could talk but he didn't even know how old she was. Oh well. He was a normal deer. "Vittani... thats pretty!"

"I... uh... met many fawns...

"I... uh... met many fawns... but few are talking about - they are still... rhmn... very small. Newborn. You know...?" Vittani explained gently with calm voice. Places had to stop and look for the correct names in her head. She served as that also would fawn learn to speak their language.

When she received some praise from the mouth fawn in her name, just confused twitching ears and lifted her head. "Ohhh... thank you... very much." remembering the grace. "I am pleased... mmm... met you, Israel." repeated his name with some little difficulty, try the language a new word - a name.

Then a moment in silence looking fawn, with the head at the level of his eyes. "Mm... Where are your... parents, little Israel?"
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He chuckled a bit, finding it

He chuckled a bit, finding it funny she thought him little... soon he'd be big just like everyone else... then no one would think he was so little anymore! "Mhm. I've seen you around before... never said hi though..." he trailed at the mention of parents, the sudden happy upbeat mood he'd managed to muster up for some interaction falling flat. The one aspect in which he was not normal in, the lack of parents.

Even fawns without them surely remembered them, even faint memories. The little fawn had no recollection of any mother, or a father. No milk or sudden warmth of a soft voice in the beggining to comfort him. Just awaking cold into the forest with his siblings. "Don't have any..."

Vittani on the fawn looked

Vittani on the fawn looked again, twitching ears. Was sorry for fawn, which had no parents. She could imagine how the fawn feel and slowly reached out in an effort to appease mite. "Ach.. I am so sorry, little one." she said without a single stop and with chin lower jaw she to fawn tried to push him to her and hug him. She was very gentle and careful, trying not to hurt him. The rear part of the body fell to the ground yet and so she sat down. The front legs are still relied ground, stretched like strings. Finally ran the tip of the nose fawn back very slightly, still trying to fawn somehow soothe and relieve his sad thoughts.
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He'd taken to look at his

He'd taken to look at his hooves, rather than the doe before him. It was no surprise how confused and startled he was when she gave such an embrace... a rather awkward embrace at that. Though he did not reject it, rather stood awkwardly for a moment before accepting it. it felt nice to have a bit of peaceful comforting in the aftermath of the past day's drama... even if it were from a stranger. Too trusting he'd become.

But who'd expect dangerous ones to be lurking at every corner in such an idyllic forest?

"So'kay... " He murmured to her, even if he didn't feel like it was. But.. he was a big kid. Big kids didn't get upset over everything and he refused to be a 'baby'. "You're really nice Miss Vittani."
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Vittani just smiled weakly.

Vittani just smiled weakly. "Mm... and you'll definitely... clever fawn, Mr. Israel." she said lightly sounding voice. The presence of such a little guy apparently brought her some nice ideas, and brightened her whole mind, which was a couple of days and yesterday something plagued virtually obscured. Suddenly everything was again.

She reached up to fawn and wiped her face for him before she lifted her head and looked to fawn on him. "Maybe... you're hungry, right?" she asked curiously. Most fawn was hungry. At least Son of Neiro was extremely hungry that his hunger demonstrated on Vittani coat when he tried to suckle from nothing... At this recollection gently shook, but she found out that her golden treasure content literally almost everyone hungry little one.
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He grinned. Of course he was

He grinned. Of course he was clever! To be told so only filled him with a little more pride than what most would deem necessary. When she mentioned food both eyes and ears were trained intently on her. "Always!... Been' eatin' a lot you know? Dunno' why."