Silvery saw the other deer that were next tot the giant Zombie. First thing she had noticed were Quad's zombie antlers, who seemed to be fairly noticable through the thick fog. She didn't personally know the stag, but like many others had heard of him. He was known as a friendly figure, even if that figure of him seemed somewhat.... different, next to other stags. Especially considering the smaller, skinnier deer next to him. Her heart skipped a beat as she noticed him and for a moment she felt like turning around again. But it was too late, he had already seen her. Would he still know her?

Ofcourse, silly woman. Ofcourse he recognizes you. Just look at that face! she thought to herself. Then she softly heard him say her name and it almost brought tears to her eyes. He knew.... He still knew.

'K-K-Kinsha..?' Silvery stammered, not knowing what to do next. She didn't have the slightest idea about how he felt about her now. The doe had suddenly vanished from his life and no doubt she had left him with a lot of pain.

(Listening to both Naruto's theme and Love In This Club by the Baseballs is quite interesting while typing this. XD)

Toukan couldn't help rolling his eyes at the remark that seemed to be used as a greeting. He wondered how Jergens would react when he found out his "gaydar" was accurate...

The reindeer took it in stride, though. It was good to see Jergens acting like his old self again after all that happened, after all, and the teasing always was found more amusing than anything else. Could always poke at how tiny the other deer currently was too. Who had cast that mini spell?

When they were brought to attention, Toukan glanced at the new scars - the ones he could see, anyway, since he couldn't exactly bend in a way that let him see his own neck or see the mark above his brow. The one that ran along part of his back and right side was the most noticeable.

"Ah..these. It's...not something to worry about." Not something for Jergens to worry about, anyway. Toukan had chosen to jump into that fight that time when Illrose had attacked. No one had asked or told him to.

At least he hadn't lost that much antler...yet. He'd more than likely be needing them sometime, considering recent events. Hopefully it would be after Kylar recovered, and before nature decided to be "funny" again.

Glancing at the stag, he put on a more cheerful tone. "Good to see you're recovering." He meant it, too. He'd been worried after the "final battle", but hadn't really been able to visit. That was why he'd "hired" the "ninja" to help him out before.

[[I take too long as always. 8D; ]]

Not the first time someone smaller had stood under him, but this was a bit odd since Toukan was used to Jergens being a lot bigger.
He shrugged the best he could, being a deer. "What's a few more scars?" A poor attempt to keep the other from worrying that probably wouldn't work.

...
Ah, damn it, he hadn't thought about scent! Of course another stag's scent was clinging to him; he'd been spending practically every day with Kylar. The bull's face turned red, slowly getting a bit darker as Jergens fired into a round of "20 questions". He was so not going to answer most of those! ...though he would've said "C".

Toukan had to say something, though, so... "Assumptions aren't always right." A pause. "But you probably don't know him." He may regret saying that.

He didn't fail to see Jergens looking at his wounds. He frowned in thought. "Mint is supposed to be good at fighting bacteria. Might help a bit..." There was some growing along the dip of ground next to the pond even. He could see it from here even.

[[I think Toukan would want to smack Jergens if he wasn't injured. XD]]

That wasn't quite the reaction he expected. The teasing jibe thrown in there he wasn't surprised by, though, to which he couldn't help thinking, I'm not a closet dweller. I just don't open the door unless I need to. Toukan wouldn't say that out loud, of course, and wouldn't have had a chance to anyway.

"Gush"?

That wasn't something he was sure he could do. He wasn't really the best at expressing himself with words when it came to this kind of thing. Heck, when he had admitted his feelings to Kylar, it hadn't even been with words.

"I'm not really sure what to say..."

[[XD! Nice description. You made me remember that drawing of Jergens in a dress. WHERE'S A BRAIN SCRUBBER?
And I really don't know what he would talk about/say. He's almost as awkward as me in this area actually. 8D;]]

Kids?! The thought of that was just... "Early" was an understatement! The thought of kids made me him want to laugh, too. Toukan seemed to attract fawns, and Kylar got annoyed when one always showed up when they were alone. It was like they knew or something. So that would never happen. Besides...

"We've only really been together for about a week." He paused, lowering himself to the ground as well, feeling awkward talking to someone while looking down at them. He still somewhat had to thanks to the mini spell, but at least not so much from this position. Toukan blushed again when he spoke next, feeling awkward talking to someone else about this. "We do love each other, though." Despite the blush, he definitely had the start of a smile forming.

'Ya never know.' Well, that was true...but still. Toukan couldn't see fawns happening. A few fawns had looked up to him before in some way, but that was about it.
He blinked. "A 'pick-me-up'?" He wasn't sure what was meant by that. He also wasn't sure what to make of the red stag's actions.
...
It was still odd how Jergens was a mini-deer. He wondered how long he was planning to stay like that.

[[I drew a blank for awhile on how to respond. And then I still drew a blank while typing. |D
Gonna head to bed myself in a sec. MORNING. 8D]]

never mention the fact you would have chosen 'C' above to Kylar...,he already has a big enough ego

no...i wasn't stalking....not at all...

"A pick-me-up." the little stag nodded seriously. Coupled with his small body, his voice had also changed from low and rasy to high pitched and squeaky. Really... it was a wonder that Toukan was taking him even remotely seriously.

"Kinda like a cupa' coffee to wake ya up, right?" he tried to explain, completely unaware of the fact that the arctic stag would probably have no idea on what he was talking about.

((S'alright. I just don't want to bore you ;; hurrr and GOOD NIGHT AGAIN LAWL))

*wipes dust off blog*


Oisín slowly made his way to the crying idol, sighing as he sat down next to it. His head plopped down, resting on his outstretched legs, and he turned it a little to watched the water flowing from the idol's eyes. He couldn't help but think about the story his father had told him about his first mate, and wondered how he had managed to get through it. How long had it been since he had last seen Celeste, anyway? About two months? It only got more difficult as time went on without even a word, and Oisín didn't know what to do. He could use someone to talk to.

Those pictures are quite nice ^^
The young orange buck,Phobos walked quietly through the warm first wood of the forest.His head was absent mindedly bent down so that he was watching his hoofs.He often did this when relaxed or troubled.But today,despite all the drama recently,he was feeling ok.
A familiar scent wafted into his nostrils and he shot his head up.
There he spotted the gray stag with the impressive rack.ToukanHe recalled.He had seen this stag often,even interacted with him briefly,and he felt a genuine respect towards Toukan.
I wonder if he's willing to talk
And with that,Phobos approched Toukan and presented himself with a full bow.

((I didn't even think about it ^^; Oisin just likes the crying idol. I should have said I wanted Scape, but Radeon will do just as well. He and Oisin need to interact more, anyway.))

Oisin lifted his head at the sound of approaching hooves. He blinked, a little surprised as he recognized who they belonged to. He didn't see his grandfather often, but he had a lot of respect for the older stag. "Grandfather?" Oisín stood and bowed, even smiling a little, though it was half-hearted. "It has been a long time."

((I am sorry for the fail response x.x; ))

((Oh well, Oisin won't mind talking to Radeon. Or anyone who would listen, really. But he does really respect Radeon and will accept any support or advice he can give.))

Oisin gave a sigh in response. "I wish I could say I am well, but that would not be entirely truthful." He would have continued, but did Radeon even know about Celeste or about what had happened? It was possible he had heard, maybe Scape had told him, or even the dragonflies. Then again, he wasn't even sure if his father knew about Celeste's disappearance. "I do not know if you have heard anything..."

Well, it would probably be best to start at the beginning, then. Oisín sat back down, watching the water as he spoke. "I met a doe named Celeste. We quickly became friends and ended up spending a lot of time together. After a while, I realized I'd fallen in love with her. Once I was certain of my feelings, I told her, and she said she felt the same. We were happy. But then..." He gave a sigh and let his head fall to the ground. "I believe it has been almost two months since I last saw her. I would not mind so much if I knew where she is, or if I could at least be sure of seeing her again. But it is as if she has simply vanished without a trace. She never said anything about leaving, and none of her friends seem to know anything about what has happened to her. That is what concerns me most...that something may have happened. And I cannot help but wonder if I will ever see her again. I still have hope that she may yet return, but it is getting more difficult to remain optimistic." Oisín sighed again and stared down at his reflection in the stream. "I know Father has been in a similar situation, and I don't know how he ever got through it." He closed his eyes, shaking his head sadly. "I just don't know what to do..."

((I can't think of anything to respond with right now...x.x; ))

Oisín lifted his head up to look at his grandfather. "Which others?" He paused, frowning. "Is this sort of thing a common occurrence?" It was strange, hearing there were others in a similar situation. There was Seed, but Oisín didn't know how much Radeon knew about that, and he had said "others," meaning he was talking about more than just Seed. If that was true...did this kind of thing happen often? And if so, why would so many deer simply disappear? What exactly happened to them?
((that's all I got for now ^^;. I could add more but I want to wait for a response first.))

((argh, now I'm too tired to think of anything and I can't remember what I wanted to write before x.x;; ))

Hmm, yeah, probably not. :\

Oh. lol ^^;



"Really? I had not known that. I might try talking to them, if I can find them." Oisín sighed, laying his head down again. "I suppose there really isn't much I can do, anyway. Or...perhaps I could look for her..." He looked thoughtful for a moment, and then sighed again. "But I do not know how to leave the forest, and without any clues...there is no way to know where to start. It would not do any good for me to get myself lost. I...suppose now I could simply use some support."

"Mm...I will do that, then." Oisín nodded, and then smiled at his grandfather. "Thank you, Grandfather." He got to his feet and walked around to the other side of the idol to nuzzle the older stag.
((eh, I wish I could add more, but I don't know what else I can do here. ^^; ))

Quad was wandering near the Ruins, the broken pieces of antlers on his head guiding him along. He was looking for help on how to fight, and had just started his search when he heard a loud sound nearby. Startled, he nearly ran, but he kept his composure and looked around. Close by was another stag, who seemed to be attacking a stump.

This intrigued Quad at once, who approached cautiously. He didn't want to be attacked by this other deer, but...he did want to learn fighting techniques.

"Umm...hello there...", he spoke hesitantly.

Quad smiled here, his usual cheeky smile, though he was just as nervous. He had interrupted this deer's regiment, so he wasn't sure at all how he would react.

He mustered some courage here, seeing the other deer wasn't going to charge at him as he was expecting. "I couldn't help but notice that you are doing some practice with your antlers. I'm looking for some help on how to fight and attack with my antlers...well...what was my antlers...anyway, I hate to be rude but I wanted to ask if you could show me some fighting tips?"

He squirmed a little here, now regretting he asked. He didn't realize how rude he sounded until after he spoke.

Blink.
Spade hadn't expected that.

"Well, um..." He tried not to stumble over his words as he figured out how to respond. "I've never been in a real fight, but uh...mostly I'm just keeping myself in shape in case I do need to fight." Good. He hadn't really stuttered there. That would've been embarrassing.

His eyes went to the stump next to him. "Take this stump for example." His voice started to grow more steady as he talked as he grew more confident. "I was hitting it to practice my aim and strengthen myself." He turned his attention back to the dark-pelted stag. "Running around helps too." Spade noticed the shape the other was in, blinking again. "...but maybe that wouldn't be a good idea..." Oh man, I hope that wasn't rude... He mentally cringed at himself.

Spade stopped berating himself when the other stag - he hadn't gotten his name yet, had he? - didn't seem offended by his words. He would try to avoid doing that again though.

He nodded in agreement. He doubted there would be mercy shown in a real fight, unless the opponent was honorable...though that could be hard to tell, so it was better not to take any chances.

A cringe made its way across his face at how the other had trouble running for very long. Yea...I think he better stick to power-walking instead. At least at first... But he wanted to see his technique?

Well... Spade glanced at the stump. Alright...I guess... He wasn't used to anyone watching him train. Not with his knowledge of it anyway, for there could be those who saw him training when he wasn't aware.

Oh, get over it, Spade! This guy wants to learn, so why not. He stepped closer to the remains of what was probably a great tree - it must have strong roots to have never budged no matter how much abuse he put it through - before pausing, a thoughtful frown appearing on his face. ...wonder why he's set on learning to fight though... His curiosity got the better of him, causing him to turn his attention back to the smaller stag and ask, "Is there a reason you wanna learn how to fight? Besides just getting better at fighting, I mean."

One side of Spade's face scrunched up, showing how he felt on the matter. ...though only around his eyes and the lower-most part of his face were visible due to the mask he wore. "Ehh, I don't really get the point of the Rut. Fighting to impress girls? Getting scars?" He shook his head. "Why bother? Sure, some does might get impressed with how strong you are, but that's all. You can't form a real relationship on that.
"That's not how my parents fell in love with each other. That's not how I-" Spade cut off the rambling he'd fallen into. He'd almost spoke of the doe he still loved despite her being missing. Getting depressed wasn't something he wanted to do right now.

Get a hold of yourself, Spade... He visibly shook off the thought, looking back towards the other stag. "I don't think you need to fight for love. Wanting confidence, though..." he nodded at himself. "That I understand." He turned his gray eyes towards the stump again. "I'll show you what I do to train...but I warn you," he looked back from the corner of his eye, "ramming with your antlers can make your head ring.

"..."

He turned his head back to the smaller stag. "You may wanna stand back. Sometimes bark comes loose and goes flying," Spade admitted almost sheepishly.