[for kaoori]

Still.
Night.
The strange night that only this forest could present.
Their world becomes only the slightest bit dimmer, and it seems as if ever creature knows it should be slowing to a stop.

Stop.

That's what he did.
The crackle of sore joints sang when the bird creature threw himself down and his throat followed suit, letting loose a delighted, deep growl that cut off so that he could snap at bits of the tall grass that weaved in and out of his vision. For all the birch forest was disliked, no one could deny it was perhaps the best place for resting, filled with nesting material...

He was high on one of these birch hills, one of the few that overlooked the more lush forest below. A nice few, a wide view. And what's a view without something to watch? His wildly bright eyes flickered over the land, sorted through the deer below for an individual that might be considered interesting. Quite quickly, his focus settled around a small lapis lazuli doe who...he believed he had seen before.

He settled low there in the grass, eyes growing lazy as he watched her.

I'll RP with my doe, Roe. You choose which of your deer . . . I'm indecisive.
But hey! I'll start!!

A small mule deer doe sat ruminating by the great oak. The large tree was her favorite place to relax. The soft hum from the tree was calming to the doe and the nearby flowers carried their scent to her on every breeze. The doe's grey eyes were nearly closed as she day-dreamed.
Her large ears flicked foreward at the sound of a deer approaching. She stopped chewing and raised her head slightly, sniffing at the air, trying to nose the deer. She didn't sense a threat so she continued with her mouthfull of grass.

[Kasmir and Ickydog]
Ohwow, thank you both so much. ._. I'm getting ready for bed fairly soon, but I'll be sure to reply to both your posts as soon as I can. Thankyouthankyou.

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[Kao]

The sight of that little night-bright face turned to him...
A quiet, rough laugh rolled from his mouth. He pulled his forelegs beneath him, shoved himself up into a sitting position, wings shifting as he did. The laugh cut off suddenly as his beak snapped open-

"-Doedeer!" His voice was...decidedly unexpected. High and wild, boarder-lining hysterical- not a crow's voice at all. But it was a voice that carried easily; she could hear it so easily, nevermind the distance. "Doe...ye, ye you, deer!" A pause while he snickered to himself. "What staring at, kek? What...watching Bir'head for?"

Someone had an affinity for trouble.

[Kao]

His snickering was louder this time, and he buried his face in the thick grass to stifle it. "So funny[/i], doedeer, ye...[/i]" He straightened, seemed to regain himself. "Ye, ye Bir'head come down there..."

Wide, dark wings like blades from a springloaded knife snapped from his sides, he pushed himself upward with a good amount of force...

Since he was higher, it took little effort at all to simply glide down. Talons scraped the ground as he grew nearer, tearing little lines into the soft dirt until he was so low he transitioned to walking instead. The wings stretched lazily, shaking the dirt off, before folding back against his sides.

A chuckle, seemingly pleased with himself, before his attention turned entirely to the little doe.
They didn't call him 'bright eyes' for nothing. The stare he locked on her seemed like it could have cut through cold iron.

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[Kasmir]

An unseen canine called from the distance, seemed to answer him with its melancholy song, and two glistening eyes rasped irritatedly at him from a branch to his immediate left, before darting away silently...

...two small candles burst to life from a fern at the base of the tree, casting warm light out in a wide circle around them. Beneath them, two equally warm, dark eyes flicked around in panic, searching for the source of the horrible sound that had been heard. They stopped their search quite suddenly, drawn by the candlelight on the buck's bright bells.

Groggy and now forced awake, the little fawn was staring up at him with an expression that only a terrified child could make. He made no sound, no movement. Simply stared.

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[Ickydog]

It seemed to take the deer a bit longer then it should have to climb over the hill, to make itself seen. But as soon as it did, its reason became apparent: An obviously injured leg of some kind. The doe held it off the ground and close to her chest while the others worked to move her forward in a sort of hopping motion.

It went on like this for several steps, each hop sending muscles rippling beneath her striped skin, before she had made it to the bright sunspot nearby. She laughed, and all four legs collapsed beneath her, sending her tumbling down onto the warm ground. "Ah.." Her head pitched back, a look of determination and satisfaction locked into her features, perhaps to overwhelm the brief look of slight agony that happened when she landed on her injured leg.

She basked there a moment, enjoying the sunshine...

(YE. )

How even larger he was from close up. Kaoori swallowed, glancing upwards toward the giant bird. His blazing eyes seemed as if they could burn away the crisp autumn air and bring summer back himself. And those talons, and that beak.

You.. are quite large.

I would like to attempt a post. Any of yours are fine, though Bii and Bright Eyes have caught my interest recently.




Frost covered blades of grass were torn at, a red muzzle roaming over the spacious field just past the Crying Idol. Heading towards the red hill the masked doe had risen early, an empty belly rumbling her to get up for a few bites that chilly morning. Winter was not quite here yet, Fall still lingering and pulling at the leaves of the trees till naked branches were revealed.

Walking slowly she came to the edges of a flower patch, searching for any possible clovers to satisfy her sweet tooth before lifting her head high with long ears swung forward to listen. She became like stone on the ground. Red pillars straight and locked. Listening for something that seemed to have passed by like fleeing fawn hooves. Finally the bright blue eyes lowered back to the ground, lips pulling at the crunchy grass again and returning to her meal at hand. the long tail twitched ever so often, the long hairs at the ends wet from the melted dew behind her and curling slightly. Then the eyes snapped up again, staring ahead with the right hoof raised slightly, ready to spring if necessary.

She could have sworn she heard something...