What a joy!
It has never been so thrilling to tread over the plains! My hooves and best of all my feathers and scales, and my prized fur is in tip-top condition as a result of my morning preening session. I planned to set out deeper into this enticing forest, unsure of when I will quench my thirst for adventure!
I lay under the filtered moon, and awakened under the speckling sun in a bed of violet-hue buds, no other antlers perked from them, I had awoken alone!
What ho, did I slumber alone?
Ah, but the awaiting visions of fellow deer, doe and forest secrets bring me soon to my hooves!


How curious, I think, I have not seen a familiar silvered pelt this forest day! His crowning antlers and differed face are a common and most welcome sight, but alas. "Jjee!" His rare voice may cry! "Exodus!" I may return a call!
Without his imprints upon the ethereal earth, I must take my own journey for today, and hope to follow in them most joyfully soon!

My oh me, a friend! A deer new to my crow-masked eyes, we frolicked and danced this glorious day! Our pelts radiated in a misting white as we bowed our heads, sweeping the enchantment across more fellow deer and fawn! And yet I fade to green, and lose my company along with my temporary shine.

Ah, and so my day flies short, I travel to the waters, across the eroded graves and poke my beak into whatever catches my black eyes! A somewhat state of tire overwhelms me, I must lie down.

Perhaps in a lovely tomorrow I may tread across the soils and greens and uncover yet more that lies hidden!