While one day may bring peace...
June 15, 2009 - 3:00am — Bastilion
...the next can bring anything but.
Again I must wonder if changes in weather are cause for changes in nature.
Yesterday was filled with pleasant sunshine, and the meeting of the Priest. We shared a calm walk through the forest, he almost reading my mind as he commented on how things must appear different through the eyes of a stag than through the eyes of a fawn. The day ended with a brief encounter with the dark one I call my companion. Though, as has happened once before, while I was still a small fawn, his appearance and manner were changed. He had to be off quickly, though, as did I, so that ended my day, slumbering in a patch of sunshine I discovered.
But as I said, while one day may be peaceful, it can change in the next.
I must have encountered at least four clashings of antlers on this day.
And I am exhausted.
Not from taking part in the fighting, no.
But from holding to my vow of protecting those that need it.
My silent pleading as I stood in the middle of each quarrel seemed to have no effect on the combatants. I continued to get in the way, though. This had to end. I had heard of this one who was being attacked, and he was not the one looking for fights, despite past deeds. I had also heard the victim had forgiven him, so why could not his attackers?
Soon, my patience snapped, when the one who had started this fight began attacking not his initially intended target, but the one doe with us who was not part of the fight!
That did it.
I lowered my antlers at this foe.
I had been holding back from doing so before, knowing the huge tines would cause great damage if used.
I did not like having to resort to this, but the message finally got across. They soon backed down, though it took a bit more convincing, and finally, there was peace. Both parties involved forgave each other.
Peace has a way of not lasting, of course.
A series of smaller scuffles followed, quickly broken up, thank the Gods.
After all this, it seemed peace finally stood by. At least, with the group I was accompanying.
I wish this fighting would end. The one being attacked showed no signs of aggression to those that stuck by him. Even those who have committed a dark deed can change, and be pleasant company. Why cannot others see this?
I am a prime example...
For now, I must rest. Standing between two fighting stags and taking the brunt of their attacks took a great deal out of me.
I will certainly feel these scratches later...
I remain, silent but heard,
Bastilion
Exactly what Marti's been
You're trying the same thing, huh? -sigh- At least you have antlers to better defend yourself...
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"Bastillon.. It seems I have
It seems I have finally met you.
I do apologize for being part of the scuffle.. the one stag however, simply didn't seem to get the meesage, and I was ready to give it to him. Eventually though, it seems your kindness paid off, and I thank you for it. I am ashamed to say that my temper has been short as of late and it has never been, for I pride myself on trying to be kind to everyone.."
(I need to find a color for Kaoori :3 )
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I'm a little wolf inside a girl.
Lightbringer-apprentice to Yorres
@Martisol: *sigh* *writes in
*sigh* *writes in ground* [i]"Indeed. Though I am not pleased to have to use them."[i]
@Kaoori: *writes in ground*
*writes in ground* "That one stag I suspect is one that followed me from a previous fight quarrel I was trying to break up at the pond. I wish this fighting did not have to happen, but I am glad our point finally got across. Do not be ashamed of your temper. My own was threatening to break as well. All that can be done is to improve upon it."
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