February 13, 2010 - 1:40am — Alecsander
A short story based on forest events today.
It features several deer who Seshi ran into.
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Seshi slammed his antlers against the trunk of the tree multiple times. He had been frusterated for some time over the volume of the forest today. There seemed to be a herd of mini-deer streaking through the forest screaming their heads off.
MAAAAAW MAAAAAAW MAAAAAAW MAAAAAW? MAAAAAAW! MAAAAW MAAAAW.
It was maddening! He snarled and attacked the tree again causing it to splinter and crack. He winced as his body protested to the harsh treatment but continued to soldier on. If he did not get out this aggression now he would probably go storming over the ridge and snap the neck of the first mini-deer he could get his jaws around. He adjusted his stance and dug his points deep into the exposed wood of the birch.
He had tried to escape the noise by climbing to the top of the nearby Red Hill to rest, but his hopes were dashed when he spotted the two figures huddled by the trees. It was Virgil and a small doe. He assumed her to be that doe that Virgil fervently protected. The doe was afraid of everything and Virgil would probably take it out on him if he accidentally scared her away by existing. He growled softly under his breath. They were sleeping, but any second they could wake up and cause a giant fit. He slunk away from the sleeping pair. The Red Hill was no longer a place he was welcome.
So instead of sitting in his favourite place he stood in the valley of the forest slamming his head against a tree. It felt so good to get out the aggression. He glared at the splintered wood and projected the sources of his frustration.
Loud Mini-deer.
Crack!
Stupid territorial Virgil.
Crack!
Does who fear everyone.
Crack!
Losing your favourite place to sleep.
Crack!
He stumbled away from the tree and shook his head violently trying to clear the spots that were clouding his vision. As his vision cleared he stared down into a pair of giant eyes.
Twin-Gods damn it.
He stifled the growl in his throat and glared sideways at Amazon.
She was eyeballing and laughing at his behavior.
He'd show her.
He'd just grab her by the neck and NO.
No.
He would never hurt a fawn.
He gave her a half-hearted glance and took off deeper into the forest.
There were far more trees in the forest that he could take his feelings out on.
Other deer, however, were a limited commodity.
No sense taking life or hurting feelings just because he was in a bad mood.
He was above that.
He was better than that.
He would go elsewhere to get out his frustrations.
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I know you probably wanna shoot me right now but I'm on a roll.
-hides-
! You are on a roll! And aw,
I've been here. > >