A Father of Flowers is just a title, just like "Leigh", just like anything else.
Prone to wander about, bowing at flora as much as the fauna and rolling about in poppies and flowers, festooning his head with them.
He loves to watch. To sit and stare at anything, especially the social interactions of the other deer.
He bows not out of courtesy, but because it is simply "how it's done" in his head.

If he's bounding about with you and suddenly stops, or wanders off, or even stalks you through the forest, don't think much of it. It just is how he is.

My newest project spawned from a simple idea. I plan on keeping her. This will be in the Biography section, but will contain an awful lot of writing. Please be patient because this will take a long time.

Art by 'Chantico'

She will be in-forest on the First day of March, year Two Thousand Thirteen.