Not always as planned, though sometimes that can be better

I cannot remember the last time I went for a stroll with no purpose. I had intended to do just that...but soon found purpose to my stroll, as I sensed the presence of someone very familiar.
I found my dark companion amidst the long grasses of the birch forest. Along with another - Quad I believe.
I do not often venture here, but perhaps I should. It is quite pleasant, much more quiet than the darker side of this forest.
Perhaps that is why I found the two of them within slumber. It did not take long for Darkweaver to awaken. He seemed surprised at my appearance, and greeted me warmly...

...before there was the bright gold of a cast spell.

...I now adorned the bright plumage of the peacock pelt.

Well...two can play at this game...
Feeling a small spark of mischief, I returned the gesture.
He now matched the still-slumbering Quad.
I shall get true "revenge" later.

The Forest seemed interested in continuing with its coincidences, for later, it was Dark and I who matched, he being cast upon by the now-awake Quad.
I also learned that the small stag has been receiving lessons in combat. Somehow, I cannot imagine my dark friend as a teacher. But I suppose even those close to me can still be surprising...

I shall end this here before it increases even more in length.

I remain,

Bastilion