Uhhhhh. I do not remember what character was going to interact with him. Well..Ranore's...mature but not at the same time, as in he's growing, mature in his mentality(to some extent) but physically immature.

Ranore watched the fawn from the trees, his wings and tail twitching as the baby continued his antics. He remembered that at that age, though that was more the owl deer's actions over his own. He couldn't have been that haughty in his youth, could he?


Sorry for the fail post.

Why don't you just move this to your active account? It'd certainly be easier for you to keep track of!


Ranore continued to watch him, puzzled, but intrigued nonetheless. He remained where he was, but stretched out along the branch to show that he was no threat.

Okay, so I misunderstood what was happening in the last post so his response is going to seem over the top, but he would have done this the first time if what had been said clicked.


Ranore's response was mixed as the picture suddenly connected with his mind. Ranore himself found it interesting once his magic said it wasn't a threat, but the owl deer reacted negatively. He flinched, losing his balance on the branch, half fluttering half flailing to the ground. Annoyed, he ruffled his feathers as he stood, watching the fawn.
"No, I didn't climb it. I flew up the tree...I guess I fall to get down," he joked.

@echosong
Of course! Anybody is allowed to join in, and you can decide whether she joins in on the current rp (if waning-sun is fine with it...?)

@Waning-sun
Aatos stared, dumbfounded. He had never seen a deer like this before, if you could call it a deer. It was more a dark colored bird with four legs, but fascinating all the more. Curiously, he flashed another image - he was getting better and this - of the bird-deer's dark wings and a flying bird, accompanied with a head tilt, all this with a sense of wonder around them.

Yessir! -salutes- > u <

D'aww, yes! I'm going to make a character out of him once I get his rp blog up. Currently being very lazy. O 3O and it's fine.
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Excited that he had gotten his message over - here was the first who could understand what he was trying to say in the first go- Aatos nodded enthusiastically, but hesitated when he saw that the owl-deer - for indeed it resembled one - faltered, and with that a slight sadness entered his strings for thought. All the others had acted like this, and some even ran away, glancing back at him with something like fear. With obvious restraint, Aatos dampened his thoughts so that they not come in such great vividity and strength. He said sorry in the only way he could express, with a deep bow and a retreat into the trees.

(it's alright. )
Aatos's breath quickened - was the owl-deer coming to attack him? Panicked, he swerved into a bush, and listened out for the beat of running hooves, trying desperately to slow his heart down, so that his breaths wouldn't be gasping, was the the drumming of hooves? But there heard nothing. Nothing at all. Until a dark shadow passed over by the bush, and Aatos glanced upwards. What he saw became imprinted in his mind - a flying dark shadow against the sun, feathers spread, and limbs as if in mid-leap. The ultimate of glory.

He saw the dark shape, wheeling in a graceful turn, and saw him coming .. close. As if he knew he was here. Aatos suppressed the urge to flash a warning thought, and pressed himself against the dense leaves. He was confused on how quietly, how calmly he spoke - was not he scared of him? Craning his neck upwards, he shifted his hooves uneasily before flashing to the owl-deer of his expression from Aatos's perspective of when he had first received his thoughts.

Ha! Lesson 1 - not all are who they seem - learnt!
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Intrigued, Aatos flashed a quick succession of thoughts; The feathered body of the owl-deer above, a fawn, a distinct headshake and an stag. His expression was one of earnest curiosity and dawning understanding.

The fawn is puzzled, but he hides hide under a childish look at the owl-deer, perched high above. He softly sends a flash - a cuddle? The grass beneath his hooves are warm and dry, and with a yawn he lowers himself down and the slight pricking of the grass blades did not seem uncomfortable now, not in his drowsy state of mind. Laying his head down, with one blue eye he stares at the silhouette - and another small one appears! Aatos trills happily as his companion alights with a twitch of blue-grey feathers.

I'd like to join in if that's alright.

Nika rolled lazily around in the grass. It felt damp and cool and her back. As she was rolling, she saw a young fawn. He looked bewildered and scared. "The poor dear," she thought as she rolled onto her stomach. She decided to approach the fawn, and stood up.

OOC: Nika will be separate from the others.

She slowly made her way towards him, so as not to frighten him. She bowed courteously and said,"Hello, my dear." She smiled kindly. "What is the matter?"

She was a bit startled. Images flashed in her mind, she finally understood. "You cannot speak, can you?" She couldn't help but pity the poor fawn.

OOC: Omg, I'm so sorry, I was rping with your other character! xD!

@Nika It's fine. o 3o
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Aatos frowned. He didn't see anything wrong with being unable to speak, but he nodded anyways and remembering how other deer greeted one another performed a small bow, taking a quick glance at the doe. Straightening up, he sent out a strong image to his companion - and the fledgling barn swallow swooped down to perch on his head.

@Waning-Sun Then Charles Wallace shall be his nickname. "Short" for Feenix. trolol. 8D
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Aatos glanced worriedly at his companion who had fluttered up to a high branch and was eyeing the owl-deer apprehensively, before noticing that the owl-deer had oh-so-silently landed beside him - without him even feeling the earth thud! Here was a fascinating creature indeed.

Echosong staggered as an image of some fierce creature entered her mind. "Wha..?" Recovering, she saw that not too far away there was a cowering fawn and a creature that looked like a mixture of an owl and a deer. "Uh... hi. I-I'm sorry if I startled you."

She giggled,"Aren't you charming?" she said to the swallow. "I love swallows. Back in my homeland there were violet and emerald swallows that would fly endlessly. They would also come and fly around you and chatter. I do miss those woods."

Ranore glanced between the fawn and the other doe, "I think you're forgiven." he stated happily, flopping down next to the fawn. He tilted his head to look between the pair, "I'm Ranore, what's your name?" he asked the newcomer, mentally wondering if the fawn had a name.

@Waning-sun and Echo
Aatos was surprised when he noticed that the owl-deer - Ranore, he really must start remembering that..- seemed to apparently lose control over his leg muscles (lolwhut?!) to flop down onto the ground, and gingerly, he did the same, cuddling up tentatively to the feathers.

@Nika Oh my. o_o
It seemed that Aatos had a weakness for any kind of bird - with every tidbit of information, he inched closer, drinking the words in. Flashing what he thought a hummingbird would look like - a swallow-like creature that hummed - he nodded again, trying to indicate to continue on with the bits about hummingbirds.

@Nika
Aatos, his head swimming with these pictures a birds, lay down, his eyelids drooping, but still he asked her anxiously to go on. His companion waddled ungracefully onto the doe's shoulders to settle down, leaning against her neck and fluffing it's think plumage out.

@Nika
The bird cheeped sleepily at the nuzzle, but his big-friend was already asleep. Aatos dreamt that there were other worlds here. Other worlds to explore, with ravens and hummingbirds and fat robins.

@Nika
Feeling a warmth against his back, he shuffled sleepily closer, snuggling against the dark fur. The barn swallow was nestled between the two, and was happily warm.

Echosong smiled at the fawn and his owl-like friend. "My name is Echosong. It's nice to meet you Ranore. And you too, little one. Was it you who was doing that?" She wondered how the fawn could send things into other's heads.

They slept for long time, until Nika began to feel drops of rain fall on her back. She sat straight up and looked up at the sky. Clouds were rolling in, and she looked down at the fawn. "Little one," she said gently nuzzling him,"a storm is here. We better seek shelter."

Echo & Niriya


Ranore gave a bob of his head toward Echosong while watching the fawn wriggle back to him. The owl fawn had the urge to pounce on him, to play wrestle, but he stopped himself. He was too old to play wrestle. "He talks in pictures," he said, looking up at the doe. "Interesting...isn't it?"