Quad is intrigued here, listening intently at the way the other attacks. Without really asking, he approaches the stump himself, ready to give it a shot.

He rears up, but hesitates, and slinks back. It didn't feel right to him. But he needed to try.

With another rear, he strikes at the stump, but it is a pitiful attempt compared to the other's attack. He backs off, letting his head readjust, before he approaches and tries again. He rears, and puts more force into the blow. A strong hit, strong enough to make his head hurt a little as the antlers seemed to press back into his skull when he tries. The sound isn't nearly as loud, but it is a better attempt.

Stepping back, he shakes his head rapidly to relieve the growing headache he was getting. "I hate to ask, but how did I do?", he questions.

Quad nods, his head was actually bleeding a little from trying the other's technique. "You're right, I think my antlers are too fragile to even try this. But I will admit that the attack is very strong, I'm sure you could break someone's skull doing this. So when my antlers have grown back, I will attempt this again.", he speaks. Bowing he then says, "By the way, I never did get your name. My name is Quad.", and smiles enough that his white cheeks puff out a little.

He smiles again and nods his head, "Well, thank you for showing me your technique, Spade. I hope we meet again some day." He bows and turns, walking off toward the Pond to wash the blood from his forehead. He may never use Spade's attack, but he's happy to learn a little more.

He'd been looking in the direction of the pond, towards where a few deer and fawns were casting spells on each other. A small snort or snicker would leave him every so often at the more amusing results.

Toukan would often "people watch" like this when he didn't feel like going anywhere or sleeping. Though sleeping usually followed. He was somewhat known for being able to fall asleep almost any time, any place if he felt like it.

He turned his head to look somewhere else, not wanting to stare too long, but stopped when he spotted a familiar figure with large red antlers headed towards him. A smile lit up his eyes as he recognized his boyfriend. "Hey," he returned the greeting, getting to his hooves, being mindful of leg as always, so he could properly greet him.

[Didn't get to reply before I was kicked off the computer, so I drew something to be part of my response cuz I could.]

"Pretty good." Even better with you here, he added mentally. Toukan always liked spending time with Kylar, whether it be in the Forest as a deer, or in the human world. He always got this warm and fuzzy feeling around him...even when he got the urge to smack him at times - though that urge had never been acted upon and probably wouldn't be.

"How have you been?" he asked when he pulled back a bit to look at his love. He remembered Kylar had once mentioned that Kahlan had been acting off and it had been bothering him, so Toukan wondered if anything had changed recently since he hadn't seen her in awhile. But he didn't ask about that specifically. Mostly he wondered if there was a reason Kylar had sought him out. Not that he needed one of course.

He was ignoring them. Or trying to anyway, since it was difficult to ignore the loud way they were chattering on about the latest big news in their buzzing voices.

They need a new hobby, Scape thought to himself, raising his head for a second to glance at the pink-winged dragonflies flitting around him as he drank from the shallows of the pond. Although... the thought continued, I guess they're just excited to talk to someone that isn't one of them. The dragonflies never left the pond after all. Or hardly ever anyway, as he remembered a few times one would accompany him by clinging to his orca mask or a fin-shaped antler...or even his ear.

A certain one was currently sitting on said ear, chattering away. "Rose", he called that one - the biggest of the dragonflies in the swarm and the first of the Forest dragonflies he'd met. He held a sort of fondness for "her" - he couldn't tell which dragonflies were male or female, but this one just gave off a feminine air somehow - even if "she" did like to gossip as much as the others.

Looking bemused at their antics, the dark blue stag dipped his head again for another sip of water. He swore he saw something green from the corner of his eye that wasn't there before, but it wasn't close enough for him to worry about yet.

Kylar considered what he would say for a few moments. He was unsure of whether or not to talk about his worries towards Kahlan. If he was totally honest, he was afraid that something was happening with her and someone else, he wasn't particularly sure. He guessed that perhaps something was going on with either Gustiro or Jergens, those being the two deer that she saw the most of. He could rule out Jergens though, since if there was something there Toukan would have mentioned it. Gustiro then, but he didn't particularly like the other stag so he wouldn't ask him. Gustiro tried to flirt with Toukan all the time, leaving his scent upon the other stag. He didn't want to bother Toukan with these thoughts though, particularly since they would be going on a date in the human realm soon. He didn't want to spoil the romantic mood that had descended over at least him since the other day, when Toukan moved into his house. So instead of saying everything that had occured to him when asked the question, he simply said: "I don't know, my boyfriend's moved in and we're going out later to have an epic date..."

A little chuckle escaped him at the end of his speech. His attempts at humour were usually funnier to him than most other people, although Toukan usually smirked or blushed or had some kind of reaction to the things that he said. He then remembered that he should be mannerly particularly when he was picking up his boyfriend for a date. "And how are you?" He asked with genuine interest. Although the question had been asked as an afterthought he was interested in how Toukan had been getting on. Particularly since he had just moved into his house. He wanted to make sure that Toukan was happy there. His things had been moved in by Kylar on their anniversary but he had declined Kylar actually getting him anything for moving in.

@Mick:
It had taken Kylar a little awhile to say anything in answer, so for a second Toukan wondered if he had considered saying something else. Instead of asking about the pause, though, he just gave an amused smirk with a slight shake of his head, tempted to add an eyeroll but holding it back.

He blinked at the question. Even though it was basically the same question as before, but before had been a "how are you this instant?" while this one was more of a "how are you in general?" He considered things for a moment before answering.

Moving out of his sister's house been odd since he'd lived there most of his life...and living with Kylar meant having to deal with stairs, made challenging due to his leg...but it meant getting to spend more time with him...

"Does 'happy' work as an answer?" Even though he said it in a joking manner, he was also serious about that.

Seed nuzzled his friend warmly, adressing his comments into his best friend's ear as he wrapped his neck around alternate sides of Scape's, brushing cheek-to-cheek and ear-to-ear. The gesture always brought Seed to mind of swans, for some reason. Maybe it was one of the few places he saw the unique grace of the short, flattened face of an Endless Forest Deer atop its long, thick neck. Or perhaps he was just in mind of the shape of hearts formed by swans with their heads ducked together. All the same.

"It's really been too long! How have you been?"

Seed had been feeling guilty about how long it had been, himself. No, more than that...He felt sad. There had been times when they would see one-another every day... And those times had been so happy and simple that they felt untouchable, untaintable. They were above any sort of ruin, except in that they were no longer the times Seed was living in. And so he missed them, and he missed Scape; and from experience, he treasured opportunities like this, seemingly random, to see his dear friend.

@Seed:
Since he was still dripping from splashed water, Seed would probably get wet as well. Scape wondered if he realized that. "Guess I don't need to splash him back then." Unless they decided to have a splash fight. There was an idea.

"Not bad. Nothing to complain about anyway. Though I heard I missed the Lightbringers Convention?" He'd forgotten about it, though Blue had mentioned in passing that he'd come across the parade they had and joined in for awhile.

Seed was indeed wet, giving him a very reflective quality in the sunny light.

"You did indeed. It was a good turn-out...And I... had a good time."

And he did. But no longer in the moment, he could think about what else happened. About seeing her there, for a moment, looking at him and running away because she knew it hurt. Laying it out like that, it was stupid to be unhappy. It was selfish. So he wasn't trying to think about it.

@Seed:
Scape tilted his head at the slight pause in Seed's sentence, but wasn't sure what to make of it. "I'll have to catch the next Forest event then." He'd caught Quamar's Zombie Party at least.

[Starting to get brainfail.]

*Tracks*
Finally found this...I shall use this in the future

@Seed:
Scape laughed. Good at parties? He wasn't sure about that.

"Who says you need a reason to celebrate? I will take you up on that drink though." He missed hanging out with his best friend like this.

@Mick:
"Sure," Toukan returned with a nod, curious of how this portal at the Ruins worked. Normally he left in his own way. It was like he could leave when he slept if he wished, and wake up in the human world where he left from. It probably was like how deer could vanish in a puff of smoke sometimes. But he'd never asked anyone who might see him leave if that was what happened.

[Slight fail since I'm in a rush.]

He kept up easily enough with his usual limping gait. They didn't even need to move so slowly; he was able to walk faster than this. But Toukan didn't mind since it meant he could look around easier. No matter how much time he spent here, he never got sick of the scenery. Strange, really. It hardly ever changed but it never got boring. He wondered about that. It might have been because there was more to look at than one realized - if they stopped to take in the details that is.

Since they weren't that far from the Old Oak, the Ruins started to come into view. Toukan didn't really visit here that much anymore. Or not the Ruins themselves really, for he did wander to the hill next to it if one of his friends was there. He just...didn't find the old stone building that appealing anymore. No longer sleeping there was something he didn't regret; that sunbeam by the Old Oak felt much more welcoming. He wasn't even sure why he'd chosen that building as his Forest residence to begin with.

[I am amused at the Bewitched reference. ]

"You're on!" he accepted the challenge. Though it wasn't much of a race. Scape wasn't trying to win; just enjoy running with his best friend.

[Such a good show~]

The Ruins were an interesting sight, a man made structure in the middle of a dense forest that showed only two other signs of human colonization. He wondered where they had went, there was no evidence that the forest had been damaged by warfare although given the age of the ruins it was possible that the damage had simply healed over the long years. As yet he had found no immortal that had been in the forest long enough to answer the question. He wasn't aware if they even existed. Perhaps everyone that had been here was gone, perhaps when the Gods had taken up residence they had removed everything else...but then that would mean it was likely the Ruins would no longer be there. Perhaps if he ever encountered one of the Gods on its own he would ask it...though he doubted it would give an answer since none of the others knew, and presumably someone had asked at some point. Maybe they knew not the answer themselves.

"...You know," Kylar said wonderingly, "I've been wondering. You're such a happy, lovely boy...why did you sleep inside the Ruins?" His question was something that he had probably asked before, but he didn't remember the answer that he had given if he had given them.

@Mick:
Toukan blinked, both at not expecting that question, and that he had been thinking something similar a second ago. Kind of creepy...

His brow creased as he thought about it again. "I'm not really sure now." He shrugged. "Maybe because it's the only building and I'm used to them." Swear I was asked this once. I probably said the same thing then even.

Kylar nodded in response, not really sure what to say. He was unsure of why he had chosen to sleep in the area that he did - in the bright sunbeam between two trees looking out towards the Oak. He liked the view that he had gotten from it but he had also liked the view from most part of the forest, it was a very aesthetically pleasing forest. They were approaching the ruins now, the atmosphere around them had become that more eerie one of the Ruins that seemed to hum with a sort of dark energy. He wasn't sure if he was only aware of that because he was sensitive to energy movements because of his connection with electrical energy or whether it was merely a feeling sent out into the air from it. Perhaps it was the sheer amount of death associated with this place. Many deer in the forest who had died had died here or been buried here. This was a place where age was not generally a cause of death, most death was caused in the forest by violence from other deer or the creatures that came in sometimes. They were near to the top of the Ruins which was good - there was a platform at one end that was merely a slab of rock but it served as where Kylar and Kahlan's entrance and exit portals opened.

"Right nearly there...I've left clothes for us at the opening of the portal," He said. Kylar wasn't sure if he entered the portal with clothing what would happen to it. He had been wearing them when he had first came in, and when he had returned it had been lying where the portal had left him.

@Mick:
As they passed by, Toukan glanced at the graves that were next to the Ruins. He hadn't really thought much of them before, but he supposed they could be a little off-putting. There was one he had visited on occasion, but not for awhile now. Hoshiko, Kaoori's unborn daughter. He'd visit it if he saw Kaoori over there - really to visit the blue doe herself - but hardly ever the grave on its own.

Turning his attention forward again, he wondered about their approaching this specific section of the Ruins. How exactly did this portal work? His brow creased in thought. And what was that about clothes? This definitely was a very different method of entering and leaving the Forest than he was used to.

He jumped a bit at the doorway suddenly appearing in front of them. Not out of fear - more like surprise. Well...guess that partly answers my question. He squinted a bit, trying to see...something through it, but could only see that white light. The phrase "don't go into the light" came to mind. If this place wasn't so weird, I'd be worried.

"I guess so," Toukan answered. He wondered what would happen when he stepped through it. Would it be like how he sort of "poofed" from one place to another?

"Hey!"

Seed shied away from the splash, still getting soaked in the end. To this he puffed himself up like a hot air balloon.

"How dare you, sir! First drinking the tears of a lady, and then assaulting an innocent pilgrim thirsting for a drink. En Guarde, sir!"

Seed said, his voice full of righteous indignation. Seed wasn't a bad actor, actually. He kicked up some water with his foreleg, sending a small wave to splash up at Scape.

"...That was significantly more impressive in my head, I swear."

He admitted, looking down at Scape's likely soaked legs and/or chest.

@Seed:
Scape tried and failed to keep from bursting into laughter. Especially at the failed attempt at a significant splash.

He stopped his laughter just enough to be able to talk. "Sounds like you've already had enough to drink," he joked.

"Oh, what? I can't be in good spirits for once?...I need a break from feeling sorry for myself, a little."

That was the truth. Seed said it a little sadly and a little chidingly, in a much more normal and sober tone of voice. He offered a shrug and finally took a sip of the water, swallowing before adding.

"I'm just taking the pleasure of still having some family, of a sorts...Is that really odd?"

There was no sarcasm in that last question. He wasn't sure if it was odd or not, only that it was how he felt. The stag leaned back up against the rock with the crying eyes, lifting his head to take a drink so fresh it only had been in the air a second or two.