(I apologize about any and all grammar mistakes and typo's, I'll fix them when my sister has the time to read the entry and tell me if there are any, but now I'm going to bed it's midnight after all.)


Today was a great one. I met up with my grandfather Virgil and played with three other fawns that had found their way to him. We had a great time, first casting pelt spells on each other and laughing at the strangest colors that have ever grased the forest.

We also made a mad dash to the pond, and to my surprise the run didn't tire me out like it had only a few weeks ago, We also ate pine cones and played dress up with the antlers we got from them. I managed to give my father's antlers to one of the fawns, it was great fun.
I also saw two of the other fawns begin to spar a little.. I think they tried to get me to join in but I had never done something like that in my life.. I declined and went back to the dress up game.

I also found a place at the bottom of the lake that sinks you donw under the water, at first I paniced slightly but it was surprisingly simple to get back up from there.

After a nap at the blueberry field I could hear my adoptive parents in the forest. I was about to split with my exitement to tell them about my day with grandfather that I ran to them as fast as I could, I bounced around them for a while and gave both of them a greeting snuggle. But my exitement was short lived as I found out that my mother was slightly ill.. she couldn't see mee properly.

I felt a strong fear grip my heart. I remember from my time outside of the forest that deers can die of ilnesses. even my father seemed worried. We slowly walked my mother to the nearest shade to let her rest, and she soon fell asleep. Perhaps she would still be okay... I hope.

I talked with my father about the time I spent with grandfather and he smiled at me and was proud of my growth as I told him of my running and swimming. Mother woke up soon and she looked so much better allready. She even smiled and laughed now. We moved to the birch forest after that and met Stelmarie, uncle Lucian and Zanny, a fawn about my age.

We had a great time dancing and prancing around, ad uncle lucian even managed to get my father to spar with him. It was the most intense battle I've ever witnessed, and I was very proud of my dad when he won. of course it could be because I rooted for him all the time he fought. but now I also knew how to spar.

Me and zanny quickly went to a small tree and started trying the moves that we had seen, and in no time at all we were having our own little spar. It was great, although I still don't know wich one of us won in the end.

As I now lay down next to my mother while trying to hide my yawn as my mother chuckles at me, I can feel my legs aching a bit. It means I'm growing up soon, I don't want to. There are still so many things I don't know about the forest or life in general, I'm afraid to grow up. I want to be able to hide beneath my father's form if there are stranders around, I want to be able to play with the other fawns still. But perhaps there will be something good about growing up as well, only time will tell.