@Mauv
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@Pret
I feel that this information is up for speculation.
How do we know "she" is is female? All of that luxurious fur makes it hard to discern any tell-tale parts that would put either theory at ease.
And because of the speculative nature, I'd much rather refer to "her" as the androgynous "he" that both Western cultures, such as the one that I live in, use.




Okay I'm just procrastinating here. I'll change that right away xD

It should be 'sex and gender don't phase him much, not 'doesn't phase him much' 8|

Glisseo hadn't seen her "friend" in a few days now, not since that awkward night when they seemed to cross some un-drawn line. So, naturally, she decided to seek him out and possibly make things ever more awkward. She tilted her head up and finally caught his scent on the wind. She wandered toward the playground, where those blueberries that he liked so much seemed to grow in abundance. She snatched some up on her way through and turned her head. His scent was strong here, so he had to be nearby. "Enthbril?" She called, her voice echoing over the rocks just slightly. She wondered if he had been thinking about her as often as she had him. Maybe she was just over-reacting. Why would the nice, funny stag like her? Boring and mean old Glisseo?

Glisseo trotted around the playground a bit, hopping over the odd rock here and there. She turned her head and there was Enthbril, looking a little worse for wear. But, at least it was his turn to look bad. She'd had enough of that feeling with her leg before. Which was starting to grow fuzz now and more-or-less perfectly healed! She had been elated to wake up and find fresh pink skin where a wound had been the night before. She approached the young buck just as a piece of velvet dangled free and dropped to the ground. She had to resist the urge to grimace. She'd seen these things on Animal Planet, but it was much different in person and she'd always been a bit squeamish. "Hey stranger! Where have you been hiding lately?" Her mouth felt a little dry now that she was closer to him. Was it nervousness? She hadn't been nervous before...

She smiled at his delay in conversation. Well, at least he hadn't changed. "Thinking?" She repeated, a bit perplexed as to why he was being so vague. "About what?" Glisseo asked, though she knew it was probably the exact opposite of what Enthbril really wanted. Sometimes she just had to be nosy. Her heart skipped at the thought that he might be thinking of her. Her throat clenched and she swallowed a wad of emotion. Did she want him to be thinking about her? There was a difference between a crush and a relationship. She shook her head, smiled, and waited.

Glisseo was a little disappointed with the abrupt stop in the conversation, causing her ears to droop slightly. She little out a little huff and nodded. "Alright, then... What do you want to talk about?" She said, her head tilting to the side again. He was probably thinking the same thing she was, she wasn't worth the affection. After all, she'd just gotten her. Why would she deserve close friends? Or more? Who knew if she would even be here forever... She let out a long sigh.

Glisseo was reaching to return his nuzzle when he stopped midway. She recoiled like he had slapped her. Maybe she had been making things up in her head. Her ears dropped a little more while she listened to him talk. "Yeah, alright." She sniffed and turned away from him. This sudden change in attitude from him was weird. She hadn't expected it, she had expected the clumsy stag she had met before. She let out a puff of air and started off toward the big rocks of the playground. "Come on then, clumsy." She said, a bitter undertone biting her words.

Glisseo looked back to see him trailing behind her and sighed again. He was even more pitiful than she was, and she hadn't been the one being all bipolar. She slowed her steps for a moment so that he could catch up and then walked beside him. "Bet you can't catch me." She said quickly, with a sly smile. She bumped his shoulder and took off toward the slanted rock. She saw the playground differently now, after resting there after her attacks. It was a place of refuge and safety, as well as a place for joy and freedom. She leapt up onto the cold stone and stood, one leg poised in the air, looking back at him with the same sly smile. Maybe a little play would bring him back out of his shell?

She waited for him to react and laughed when he came running her way. That was more like it! She leaned down to look at him when he got close enough, and notice him crouching. She snorted and kicked a stray pebble down his way before bounding high up the rock and coming to its flat neighbor. "Whats the matter? Afraid of heights?" Glisseo called down, teasing him with a giggle. She trotted in circles around the rock. It felt good to be active again! Her chest moved quickly with her breaths and she threw her head back to enjoy the breeze, staring at the canopy above.

Glisseo hadn't heart him sneaking up on her but let out a help when he came in contact with her. She spun around and butted him in the shoulder with her head as a reflex. She went cross-eyed for a minute with the sudden come and go of adrenaline. "You shouldn't sneak up like that!" She shook the lingering pain from her skull and head-butted him again, this time more gently, lingering in his fur a moment longer before she stepped away. "But, I guess fair is fair and you won... This time." She said, clearing her throat.

Glisseo couldn't help but laugh along with him, the light sounds floating in the area around them. She stood on the edge of the rock and looked down, before glancing back at him. "Depends on what you had in mind." She said with a sly smile, laughing again. She was glad she was able to coax a good mood out of him. She wouldn't have wanted to hang around with his rain cloud soaking up all the fun.

Glisseo laughed under his breath at the sudden return of his nervous nature. She liked this version of him. It was much cuter, and easier to deal with. She put her ears back and glanced at him from under her eyelashes. Was he... Asking her on a date? Or, whatever version of those that deer had? She let him walk down the rock ahead of her, staying at the top a moment longer to grin in victory, though she hadn't really done anything. She went down the rock in a series of little hops and jumped down to the ground. "Alright... I guess that sounds fair enough." She replied as nonchalantly as she could manage, a wild grin beginning to show through her cool exterior.

She laughed a little and moved to lay beside him. When she did she noticed how close she had gotten, their fur mixing together between them. She blushed and looked away. "Its a deal. But if it turns out boring you're totally on your own." She teased and rocked so that her shoulder bumped gently into his. Glisseo smiled contently, happy that all of her worrying was over. He was interested. He had just been nervous. She let out an inaudible sigh of relief. She was still worried about the future. What if one day she just woke up in the human world, unable to get back? The thought scared her, she didn't want to get attached to this deer and then end up breaking his heart, or something. "You talk about food an awful lot." She said with a laugh, coming back to the real world. Or, this world, anyway.

Glisseo snorted and looked away from her. Her mind not really wandering, but it wasn't still, either. She took a deep breath and let it out as she listened to him ramble on about food. When he wasn't eating it, he was talking about it. She smiled, her expression radiating her fondness for the young stag. "Did you figure that one out all on your own?" She responded with light sarcasm, and once again, bumper her shoulder against his. It had become a comfortable movement. She felt as if it reassured her and Enthbril. She was still doubting involvement with the male, but what good ever came out of doubts. None. So, she would throw caution to the wind and let what happened, happen.

Glisseo gave a little laugh and shook her head. She loved that he was so enthused about the idea of spending more time with her. She wished she could summon the energy to return it completely. But hey! At least she would get to see what a deer's version of a date was. She nuzzled his cheek and stood up, leaning down to stretch her back, she looked at him. "I suppose I can leave you to freak out on your own." She said with a laugh, and stood back up.

"Alright! I'll see you there after awhile!" She chirped with a wide smile. She nuzzled his cheek again, bumping temples accidentally in her excitement. She giggled and turned to trot off. She stop after she got to the edge of the playground and turned around, her tail twitching happily. She smiled and went to wander around until it was time to meet with him behind the oak. Surely her doubts were just that... Doubts! What could possibly go wrong?

Glisseo had wandered around the forest, quite aimlessly. She avoided the area of the Oak, and the pond, just so she wouldn't ruin the surprise. Mostly, she just watched the other deer. All of them seemed to be travelling in couples. Or maybe it was just a trick her brain was playing on her. She scoffed and decided to ignore other deer for the time being. She was still worried... She didn't want to hurt him, ever. And she had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that this was bound to happen. After about an hour she circled around and headed for the Oak tree.

She was almost there when a weird, pressuring sensation enveloped her skull. Making her feel like she was being squeezed through a hole. She blinked against the pain, her eyes watering. Then, her stomach started turning flips and she felt bile rise in her throat. She vomited, still making her way toward the tree. Though her legs were wobbly and she was stumbling just about every step. Her hooves dragged the grass, tearing up clumps. What was happening? More bile rose and she collapsed just at the side of the tree. She heard Enthbril call her name and looked up, squinting to see his blurry figure only a dozen feet away.

"Enthbril!" Her voice was shrill, and the wind was probably the only reason it reached the stag. A few seconds lapsed and her body went limp, her eyes lifeless. Soon, her "soul" dimmed and disappeared in a puff of purple smoke. Followed by her whole body disappearing a few seconds later, in the same acrid mist.


When she woke up, the white walls of a hospital surrounded her. She jerked forward, grabbing on to the rails of her bed, an IV pulling against her skin. Machines beeped above and around her. Her head spun. NO!

*loves on the bio*

throwing this here because I have no clue where else it could go ;-;
-poofs-

((Whee~! Blissy goodness!))

Glisseo trotted through the forest. Enthbril's scent seemed to be everywhere. Like he'd constantly been moving through the trees since she'd disappeared. She searched behind every rock in the birch, in the Oak, stood atop the playground for a better vantage point. So far, nothing had turned up. She was going in circles because of his scent. It would be strong against a tree and then fade as she followed it. Strong against a boulder and then fade. She sighed in frustration and smashed some berries beneath her hoof, grinding them into the dirt. She continued on her way, calling his name every once in awhile, a question mark hanging in the air. Where was he? Hiding from her? Was he upset that she had disappeared? Did he think that she'd stood him up? She was starting to see red with her frustration. She finally made it back to the willow's on the high side of the pond and looked out over the water, searching for clues or ideas....

@Kitty MROW
holy poot, you do? that.. that's really cool to hear 8'D
I can perfectly imagine that reaction ;o; I almost peed myself giggling
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Surely it had been an eternity since he'd last seen her. He'd spent twice that amount of time dragging his barely functioning body past the same landmarks to look for any clues or hear of any word: at first he'd been sure there would be evidence around the Oak, but there was nothing. Nothing but what looked like the indentation of a deer's body in the soft earth and grass and a spattering of a foul substance.

It had been a lifetime since Enthbril had allowed himself to rest--at the most just a few hours every day. Despite the uncertainty that brewed thickly within the young stag's heart ever since the panic attack had temporarily robbed him control of himself, a greater heat forced his tortured body onwards as if he was little more than a machine fulfilling the duty it was built for, but even machines need their rest. He'd neglected to set aside adequate time for himself to eat and sleep. It had been remarkable that he was able to function for that long without any kind of sustenance or substantial break from his fruitless searching, but exhaustion won the battle as he was making his way to the Blue Bowl. The timing could have been a lot better: the last thing he remembered was a light feeling of surprise when he saw a rock that seemed to be leaping towards his head.

There was a good sized lump on his head where he'd made contact with the rock along with a fine crust of dried blood and a crack at the base of his right antler. His fur was unkempt and falling out in some places. Cuts lay scattered across his sides and legs--badges he won every time he stumbled or fell. He slid a short ways down the incline after hitting his head and lay there in a way that made it obvious he wasn't just taking a nap with his neck arched towards the lip of the Bowl and legs thrown in odd directions like twigs in a storm.
A few savvy birds took this opportunity to raid loose tufts of hair while he was still unresponsive to the feeling of little feet all over his neck and their incessant pulling.

His head rolled promisingly when she nudged his cheek, but then it rested where it lay previously. Enthbril would have easily been declared deceased if it had not been for the quick rise and fall of his ribcage that was now somewhat prominent from those days of fasting. The head trauma and his exhaustion had stuck the young stag into a weird state of consciousness that was not quite a coma, sleeping, or having fainted--he could sense the noises and movement around him but these only came to him in small threads of understanding that made it hard to know if he should (or could) get up.
It felt so delicious to just lay there, warm and temporarily unable to worry about anything at all. But that noise made it hard for him to enjoy it..

A sharp exhale air quivered through his nostrils. Enthbril didn't like the feelings that overwhelmed him as he tried to gather up the will to pull himself from his semi-conscious stupor: he was hungry, thirsty, tired beyond all comprehension, sore all over, and his stomach churned threateningly. He exhaled a whispered complaint and was still.

The world jumped frighteningly around him as his head fell back to the ground. It surprised him enough to mutter something again, this time a little louder, but still barely perceptible. Everything felt cold. Cold and..wet? Something flat and wet kept touching his head where--oh, jeez--it stung so bad. His brow furrowed in an attempt to work against the pain, but then it stopped--

Now his ear! Some creature was definitely going out of its way to bother him, but he sure wasn't going to let in and let it have its way. Enthbril grunted weakly just before the scent of blueberries slapped him about the face, reached down into his stomach, and shook its fist around with enough force that he couldn't stop himself from getting sick all over the leaf and its offered contents. Now he was finally awake and pitifully trying to shift his head away from the disgusting thing he'd done, but his antlers got in the way so he had to lift his head up and a away as far as he could. Purple eyes half-slitted in the light focused on one dark hoof in front of his vision. Black hoof with a white sock.
There was a white hoof with a dark sock.

Enthbril stared blearily up at Glisseo, lips parting slightly in his shock.

How was she here again? What the heck was going on? Why was she so angry at him?
He could do little but allow her to pull on his neck, the discomfort it caused him unimportant while his brain was scrabbling for information. But then it hurt him a little bit too much.
Stop.. The words scratched his already ruined throat and made him gag. Please.. stop.. A little louder and made thick with the tears that distorted his vision. Enthbril leaned against her pushing as his head collapsed back to the ground and he began sobbing in his confusion and relief.

Glisseo was here. She was finally here. Nothing had eaten or attacked her. Nothing he'd done had brought her here, but there she was.
Everything already hurt from his ordeal and it hurt more to cry but there was no stopping it. Her name came out of his mouth and was broken up into unrecognizable noises in-between his sobbing.

A sense of horror exploded over him and bit away at his rational mind when she snapped at him. The surprise immediately stopped the tears and then was quickly replaced with such an inferno of rage that he could possibly have attacked her if he was able to stand up on his own.
You have.. no.. no right to say that to me.. Enthbril's eyes shone with animal fury. You just--just WENT away. Had no idea where you were. Look-looked everywhere for you. The anger fueled him so that his voice was almost normal now, though it hissed at her through his clenched teeth.
Do you.. have any idea how.. Mental stumbling. ..how worried I was..? Only.. only stopped.. looking today when I fell. Chest rose and collapsed upon itself to keep his rage burning steady. Don't tell me to "suck it up.." Have no idea.. how worried I was..
He'd expected some sort of great reunion when she'd returned. They were going to run at each other and nuzzle, then go running around together and kicking their hooves out behind them in their unbridled joy. Maybe then he would have told her-- Enthbril pushed away from the doe and stood on his own for half a second before his knees gave out and he slumped further up the small hill, his stomach now heavy with confusion.