Yeah, short story to go with it.
Might be some words spelled wrong...
When drawing this I remebered how me and Big Game would
talk about deers, and how bucks would fight.
adhasjh Print paper!!! It's scetchy....not really
finished yet....NOOODDDDLEEEES!
It would be cool if their would be antlers
like that in the forest....Just thinking.
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FernFire stepped out of the bushes
scanning the Broken Church. He smelled
another stag; Falcon. "Well, well if it isn't
FernFire."
"Falcon, I'm tired of your foolish games. You
treat me as a child, and you treat others strangly," Fernfire
reared his head.
"What games? I do nothing, I am the King of this fores, and
no one says I play games," Falcon scoffed.
"We will see. When I become king it will be a new rain. And
a new fealing of defeat for you," Fernfire lowered his head and charged, he
aimed his antlers. Falcon was swift and lowered his antlers in time to catch
the blow. Dust flew as hooves and antlers frailed.
Even though Falcon was older, and stronger. Fernfire was able to mangle
up some strength from his fustration and anger.They pushed each other back, Falcon gasped
for breath "You've grown alot, haven't you?"
"No, my hatered of you has grown," Fernfire snorted.
"Falcon," a doe walked frightfully out of the bushes.
"What are you doing here," Falcon looked over his shoulder and stared.
Fernfire saw his chance and charged once more. "You-," Falcon swung his head around,
but it was too late. Fernfires' antlers slamed into Falcons' neck.
"Falcon," the doe yelled. A fawn stumpled out of the bushes, chasing after her mother.
Falcons' bodie laid motionless. They sniffed at it, their eyes watered. The doe looked up to
see if the stag was there.
But, instead he walked away proudly and said " Tell your freinds
their is a new king....
.....and he has no faults."
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Thats Life for Ya!
