Mild Maturity Warning!...I guess! XD Somewhere...
SO YOU ARE WARNED.
Chapter Numero Uno
Chapter Numero Dos:
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Ok, so maybe ‘dying’ was a bit dramatic. The whole thing happened in mere seconds, though for the young stag struggling to breathe with concerns of pretty girls and humiliation in his head it seemed a lifetime, and plenty of time for a drowning. More laughter - male laughter, and vaguely familiar. The girl calls out again sternly, though Darcy can barely pick out her words. Suddenly the weight from his head was lifted, and jerking upwards the young stag choked the water from his lungs before gasping for breath. A sharp, painful blow to his side sent him sprawling back to the ground, though thankfully it forced the rest of the water out, clearing his air passage. His body heaved as it tried to recover from the traumas, his vision blurred and spinning as he attempted to wrap his mind around the situation.
“What’s the meaning of this, Serin!”
Zharie’s voice drew his consciousness into focus as he sat upright again, swaying uneasily. He focused his gaze on her silvery form in desperation to focus on anything. She stood not too far off, squared up and larger then he remembered her as she glared past him - no doubt at his attacker.
Serin. He made no attempt to get a glimpse of the young, striped stag that stood defiantly over him. He’d gotten plenty of good glimpses in the past.
“Hey don’t be mad at me! The little dork was spying on you again, he deserves it!”
The shadow above him shifted and suddenly a hoof landed heavily upon his neck, threatening to pin him down again.