It was a toss up between Alabaster and Zash...Zash really wanted to meet this little lady.


The young stag stared about the land from the rock he was sitting on. It had taken more effort than he wanted to admit to get himself there and now he felt rather proud of his accomplishment. After all, a four legged deer could get a good start and easily clear the few feet that seemed to hover above the ground. One less leg had taken him a couple more tries. But, here he was now, basking in the sun and enjoying a few moments of peace.

YEEEES /rage
<3

/stalk, gonna roleplay with later because I said so. B|

@Sicily: {Aw ♥}
Aha! There was someone there. He had been hard to see because he had been sitting so still, sunbathing perhaps? Or maybe he was meditating... Either way, since it was a new face, she was immediately curious. She had yet to notice his missing leg, unable to see it from the position she was in. The white doe stood up, stretched, and shook out the dirt like she always did, and peeked out from behind the tree at the young stag. Her eyes gazed at his face, and she thought about approaching but quickly threw out the idea when a wave of shyness and nervousness came over her. She didn't notice she was staring.

@Tulloh: 8D

@Nopje: LOL ♥

@Wire: "O-Oh, hello there... I'm just a little bit... overwhelmed. I don't know where I am. Are you... from here?"

@Flatsoda: Yes ma'am~!

@Anti: {Thank you! ;u; And pfft not lame at all ♥}
She seemed to look everywhere but behind her, and managed not to see the large form of the male silently approaching. When he stopped, it took her a few moments before she caught his scent, and her light blue eyes flickered behind to lock gazes with his orange one. She stared at him for a few seconds before quickly standing and shaking out the dirt from her fur. She spun around to face him and swallowed, but met his eyes with her own. "..Hello," she greeted, doing her best to keep her voice from shaking. She even offered him a tiny smile.

eUe

;U;

"Well I'm certainly glad to hear you were saved! My name... I'm Leila. What's yours?"

Zash enjoyed the sun's warm glow, his thoughts derailing in his old life. He seemed to be in the past more often than not these days, and annoying everyone he was around. At least here he only had himself to annoy. The stag's eyes started to close, only to snap open again. He was being watched. Zash brought himself to his feet, scanning the forest around him, by walking the perimeter of the rock, it was easier than standing still and trying to tilt his head five different ways. He paused seeing a flash of gray hiding amongst the brown and green. He took a step closer, watching them uncertainly. From here he couldn't if it was friend or foe, hart or hind.

@Anti: The white doe stood still as he came nearer, and allowed him to sniff her. She took a step forward and her muzzle tilted up towards him to take in his scent as well, and after a few brief inhales she stepped back. She took her time examining his appearance, having never seen anything like him before. He had such an unusual skull, too. Finally her eyes met his again, and her ears spun forward when he spoke. Hector was his name. She could kind of catch the smile in his voice, and she felt a bit less nervous. "Pleased to meet you, Hector. I'm Leila." At least, she was pretty sure that was her name. It came to her naturally when she had first woken up in the forest, one of the very few things that she remembered. "This is sort of embarrassing... but I really don't know where I am. Could you tell me?" She hoped he could, but maybe he didn't know either.

@Sicily: She could see his eyes begin to close, and relief flooded her - if he was asleep, she could get closer without being noticed. But suddenly his eyes opened, and when he stood to walk around the rock, she noticed his missing leg. Her ears pricked forward in surprise - where was his leg?! How did that happen? She stared until she noticed the young stag had seen her. Her eyes widened a little and she stepped back so that she was concealed by the tree. She quickly calmed herself down and decided to approach him.
The white doe peeked around the tree again, and he was still there. She took a deep breath and briskly walked towards him, keeping her eyes firmly on his face, and stopped once she was a few yards away. She cleared her throat. "I didn't mean to... creep you out," she said, giving him a small, apologetic smile.

@Sapph: YOU NINJA. Thank you ♥

The feline remained standing still and looking at the light female. His gaze would repeatedly shift to her fur, then back at her blue eyes. "You have a beautiful name." A faint smile visited his features again. "You're in a forest, Leila. I don't know much about this place either. Except that it's a bit different. Where did you come from?"

LOL I obviously lost my muse. btw, does she have a picto so I can stalk her or something? c8
e: found her. 8D

Hector's head tilted slightly when she said she didn't know where she came from. "You don't remember anything?" He asked persistently. It seemed rather strange to him. "Yes, I came from a different place." He answered her question with a faint nod and quickly took a brief glance at her white fur again.

/I noticed her there at first, but I didn't think it was her until I realized how strange she was acting |D

@Anti: {LMAO she was all "Where am I ;A;"}
"Well... I don't remember that much at all. I can't remember if I have a family or any friends. I don't know if my dreams reflect any past memories. I just... woke up here, with a name and nothing else." Her eyes narrowed in thought, but she honestly couldn't recall anything before she opened her eyes in this forest. She focused on the present when he answered her question without detail, and assumed that maybe he didn't want to talk about it. She was curious, but didn't want to make him angry, and so kept herself from asking more questions about that subject. She noticed him glance at her fur again, and elegantly walked in a circle in front of him as if she were modeling. Once she stopped and looked back up at him, a thin grin spread across her muzzle. "...Do you like my fur?" she asked him playfully, but did want to know why he kept looking at it. Maybe there was dirt that still clung to her? The thought alarmed Leila and she turned her head to make a quick inspection.

@Sicily: His smile made her feel better, and she felt relieved that she hadn't bothered him. She paused when he seemed to want to get down from the rock, and her ears flicked back when he crashed to the ground. She was about to ask him if he was okay, but he seemed fine and she kept silent. Her blue gaze flickered up to his good eye - where was his other eye? Why was he missing body parts? - and listened to him introduce himself. She dipped her head. "My name is Leila. It's nice to meet you, Zash." The white doe wanted desperately to blurt out questions about what happened to his leg and eye, but her mind told her not to, and so she instead switched to another topic. "How long have you been in this forest?" she asked him.

/LOL.
Lei makes a perfect model. 8I

He remained looking at her with his head slightly tilted while she spoke. "I see." His gaze finally shifted elsewhere when she finished. The male couldn't help but smile along when she showed off her fur, his ears pricked up. "I do." He said with a warm chuckle. "I like white." He carefully stretched his neck and tugged a tuft of her fur playfully. A smile remained on his hidden features.

@Calinka: Aurora's peacefulness had a sort of calming effect on Leila, which she was grateful for. The skull-masked doe smiled when she was given the compliment. "Thank you." She listened to the piebald's words, and was surprised to hear that she had gone on many journeys. A traveler. "That must be such an exciting life," Leila said, and then added, "I... woke up in this forest a few days ago with no recollection of the past." A small frown appeared on the white doe's muzzle. "I don't know much about this place at all... is there anything I should be aware of?" Leila was a bit worried about getting lost again, or not behaving properly when in the presence of others.

@Anti: {;D}
When he verified that he did like her fur, Leila's inspection came to an abrupt halt and she looked back up at him with a grin. She was quite happy to hear he liked white since it was her dominant color. The doe's eyes widened when he playfully tugged on a tuft of fur, and her gaze clearly expressed her positive emotions. He had been a bit intimidating when she first saw him, considering his size and way of lurking in the shadows, but she was glad to have met him.
"Would you happen to know what there is to eat around here?" she asked. She had only really eaten grass where she could, and failed to catch birds when she'd gotten lost in the Birch. She was unlucky enough to have only seen squirrels high in the trees rather than the ground, and nothing else after that.

@Sicily: {Poor guy xD}
Time vanishes? She wondered what that meant, but was distracted when asked how long she'd been in the forest. "Not long at all, just a few days? I get lost often," she said with a laugh. Getting lost was unpleasant, but she was sure she sounded like a newborn fawn saying it to someone who had been here long enough to know where he was going. "Are there many others who live here? I've seen some already, but I imagine there are lots more... this place seems to go on forever."

He remained smiling at her expressions, and his interest slowly grew every moment. "Depends on what you feed on, I guess." He slightly tilted his head, looking at her with questioning eyes as if he wanted to know the answer, even if he gave no question. He learned that there weren't any large preys he could kill, so all he could get were squirrels, rabbits and birds. Grass was not an option for him, either.

Hello. x)))

Track. x)

Zash frowned, "I came from the Human world...I...I made some mistakes, ended up dying before my time. So I came here," he shrugged, pretending it was nothing at all, "What about you?"

@Sicily: Humans... yes, those two-legged beings. How did she know that? There weren't any here, and yet some of the forest's inhabitants had human faces and she knew those faces resembled those of humans. She widened her eyes when Zash explained that he had died and arrived to the forest. "I'm sorry to hear that... I'm sure it wasn't pleasant," she murmured. When he directed the question to her, the doe's shoulders rose and fell. "I actually have no idea," she responded with a frown. "I woke up here without any memories about my history or how I got here. I just know my name." A soft sigh was exhaled, showing her displeasure about her lack of knowledge.

@Tulloh: {Yay! 8D}
The white doe's light blue gaze pinned onto the fawn, whose peculiar behavior became evident after a few moments of silent observation. He seemed spaced out a bit, which was not unlike her at times, in turn making her more curious. She stood up quietly, stretched, and shook off dirt, all the while keeping her gaze on the younger one. Leila slowly stepped closer to him once he came to a stop, wondering if her presence would snap him out of his trance-like state or not. She decided not to speak yet, but the tiniest of smiles formed on her muzzle as she watched him. What was he seeing..?

At first there was no reaction. But as the doe stepped forward, the ear closest to her turned in her direction, and it blinked, lifting it's head a bit, then glanced her way.
And that was pretty much it.
The fawn didn't really show any other emotions, just looked at her once, forming eye contact, briefly staring into the doe's eyes. But then, very faintly and almost unnoticeable, a hostile feeling. Anger. And then it was gone, like it had never been there.
The young one stared at her, seeming so very aware of her, but not the gentle way of a kid; Somehow, the sweet naivity was missing.


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And that's it for tonight. :B Night, Ranza, I'll return to this tomorrow~

The stag shrugged, "I'm not sure, I've only heard others talk about it, I know my herd-mate's friend went on a journey, and she found out about who she was once," he looked surprised at her response, "You haven't seen the blue bowl yet? It's a great place, full of blueberries! Come on, I'll show you!" he started to limp away, motioning for the doe to follow.

It stared at her for a bit, not responding. A small furrow appeared between it's eyebrows as the fawn gave her a light frown, as if it was suspecting her for something.... Or maybe just concentrating.
Then, without notice, the young one turned away from her, silently heading back to where it came from. Then, as it reached the shades, a small head was turned to look at her a last time, lime eyes locking onto hers, before it trotted away.


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._. Sorry if it was too fast... But except if she plans on running after him or something, you won't get anything else from this unsocial boy.

@Sicily: Leila hoped that, if she were to go on a journey someday, that she would remember who she was like Zash's herd-mate had. Another part of her thought that maybe not knowing anything and just seeing where life took her was a good choice. She was brought out of her thoughts when the young stag spoke again, and listened to what he said. "Oh, they call it the Blue Bowl?" The doe nodded and followed his lead.

@Anti: Ears were pricked and listening when Hector told her about what there was to eat. Rabbits, birds, and squirrels then. She hadn't seen any rabbits yet, proving Hector's words that they were difficult to find, but hoped she would soon. A small smile spread across her muzzle when he made the observation concerning her tree-climbing skills. "Help would definitely be appreciated," she replied with a laugh. Her smile widened to a grin when he offered to show her around the forest also. That would be incredibly helpful to her, and would no doubt improve the odds of her getting lost again. "A tour of sorts would be wonderful. Thank you so much, Hector."

@Tulloh: {Leila's a curious one, no worries c:}
A small tilt of the head was made by the white doe when she received no response from the fawn. She blinked, and then it was on his way again without a word. Perhaps its social skills were not the strongest. Leila waited a few moments debating whether or not to follow, but when those lime green eyes met hers, she decided to do so. She went forward at a brisk pace to catch up, but slowed down when she was about two meters behind it. She didn't know where it was going or if it'd even tolerate her going after it, but she was set on trying to find out more about it.

@Calinka: Leila had witnessed only a single fight in the forest so far. The way Aurora talked about it, it was a common occurrence. Perhaps the white doe had just been lucky to miss such instances. Battle was still a foreign concept to her; she didn't understand why one would resort to violence because she herself had never felt that dangerous anger or desire to harm another. "I'll do my best, but I'm not very adept at being able to tell when someone has bad intentions unless it's obvious," she admitted. It made her feel utterly oblivious, although really it was just her lack of experience with negativity.

The fawn was heading toward The Old Oak, or rather, a bit past it toward the gods. It's ears flicked and turned back at the doe as she followed the young one, but it didn't turn around completely; Just a tiny turn of it's head, a little bit to the left. Then it turned to look before it again. If she had stared at it from the front, she could have seen his expression change a tiny bit into something... Not so very amused.
But well, of course. Tavis hadn't expected her to follow. Thinking back, perhaps it had been a bad idea to glance at her a last time... Maybe that had triggered her to follow him. Should he continue on to his destination, or try to shake her off? Hopefully, she wasn't so persistent.
The fawn slowly began to trot a bit faster, coming closer to The Oak. It's ears was still held in the other's direction, checking if she was following.

@Sicily: "I do like fruit. I'm an omnivore," Leila answered with a nod. She actually favored meat above anything else, but she didn't mind the other stuff either. The doe was too focused on their surroundings, trying to remember every turn they made, to be able to notice any small signs of the young stag's unease at the thought of her eating meat. 'The Blue Bowl' was a pretty name for a place in her opinion.

@Tulloh: Light blue eyes watched the fawn's ears turn towards her as she followed. He couldn't be too unfocused if he was able to pay a bit of attention to her. As they neared the Old Oak, awe filled her, having never seen or heard of it before. The tree was absolutely enormous, certainly able to fit many deer inside it. Her gaze swept over its form and she unconsciously slowed down a little to look at it for longer. When she remembered she had been following the fawn, her eyes rapidly searched for him. There! Some ways away from her - he must have increased his speed. Maybe he was in a hurry to get somewhere. The doe increased her pace until she was about the distance from him that she had been initially. She did wonder where he was headed.

@Calinka: There is no such thing as a pure evil entity. The statement echoed in Leila's mind. It made her happy to think that way, that there was good in everyone even if it was just a little bit. The white doe already intended to show kindness to anyone she met, and hearing Aurora's confident words only reinforced this. "Thank you for sharing your wisdom with me," she laughed. She truly appreciated Aurora's words and calm, relaxing presence, and felt like she could listen to the piebald talk all day.

The fawn continued it's pace, still holding it's ear back. A gentle breeze swept through the forest, ruffling the young ones hair, carrying it's faint smell of something sweet with it as it continued toward the doe. If she had wondered why and what the fawn smelled like, she would know soon enough; As they walked, a sweet scent of flowers made it's way into their nostrils, getting a bit more intense as they approached a big flower bed before them. In the edge of the patch, there was a warm ray on sunlight, and the fawn headed straight toward it, placing it's forelegs on the ground as he plopped down between beautiful nuances of purple.