This character is open for all kinds of interaction; both positive and negative. Harming him physically and mentally is fine, even killing him as long as he can be revived someway.
If you have any questions or ideas, feel free to contact me.
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A young fawn hadn't took a bath or groomed himself since his arrival to the forest and both his odour and looks clearly expressed that. He had collected an impressive arsenal of twigs and leaves on his fur, especially his fluffy mane was a mess. There were tangles here and there but it didn't seem to concern the fawn. He wasn't aware of problems which his ungroomed fur could cause.
Jade-colored eyes observed a bug crawling on a fern. He didn't remove his gaze for a second as long as the bug kept moving. Once it stopped the fawn chomped both the fern leaf and the bug - ending up spitting everything out. Mouth wide open the fawn starred the wet mess beside his feet bit confused. The bug seemed confused too and in a panic it started crawling away in the grass. The light fawn took it as a challenge and started chomping the grass, trying to catch the bug.
Every once in a while the bug managed to escape from the fawn's eyes, resulting the fawn frolicking around trying to find his new friend - or a lunch, he wasn't sure about it either. Excited cries escaped from his mouth as he spotted the bug and continued his mission to catch it.
Hope you don't mind me
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A young buck jumped out of the Crying Idols stream and shook away as much excessive water as he could. He had to bathe more often because of his wounds and the fact that he wasn't able to sit still for all that long or not roll in flowers. But it wasn't a bother, he didn't mind taking more bathes than usual; he does play in the pond often anyways.
Still dripping water, he began his trip back the the Ruins, then paused. There was a small fawn chopping away at the grass. It didn't really look like it was eating any of it, though. He walked up closer to the little one and noticed that sticks and everything else was caught in the fawns fur. By the smell of him it was all accumulated over a long period of time. He grumbled lowly. Apparently this fawn didn't have anyone to groom him and possibly didn't know how to do it himself.
Of course I don't mind!
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It clearly wasn't the bug's brightest day - after avoiding playful fawn's attempts to eat it the bug finally spread its tiny wings and took off. Bright jade eyes widened and didn't let the flying little victim away from their sight. Its flight was bumpy and each bump in its course made the fawn drop and lift his head again.
His fluff-framed head stopped moving for a little moment when his eyes spotted a stranger starring him. He was about to ignore the stranger to continue his play with the bug but it had gotten away in such a brief moment. The fawn flapped his ears a bit checking his surroundings for a last time and then frolicked towards the stranger like he never had a bug to catch.
He stopped right in front of the other deer and poked his nose into white neck fur of the skull-faced stranger, loudly sniffing their scent.
The poor thing... The buck
Ashe was surprised how easily the fawn took his appearance as he trotted his way over to him and proceeded to push his nose in his fur. He has seen older deer be easy of their approach to him as well, but they usually have antlers or something to defend themselves. This little thing didn't even seem a year, nothing close to beginning to grow antlers.
The buck returned the gesture, lowering his head to the fawn's fluffed up head, ignoring the odor coming from them, and chuffed. He even had twigs and other forest litter up here. Did the fawn not feel them? Or did he just not care? Grabbing a hold of a twig, he brought his head up, and let the twig fall to the ground.
The white fawn carefully
As he performed his gestures he felt something tugged from his fur. It didn't hurt but he gave out a small surprised voice. What was the other one doing?! Seeing a twig dropping on the ground he tilted his head again, lifting his gaze to the skullface's eyes and stared them confused. Where did the twig come from?
So it seemed his question was
Reaching out, again, towards the wild fur on the kid's head, he picked another one out, cooing all the while to reassure the little one. It seems he has made it his mission to help this one get clean.
Another small confusion noise
Getting a second twig away from his fur the fawn lifted his head high, all determined. He slid off from the skullface's front side to their right side, clearly checking the bigger deer for twigs as well. Maybe there were some to pick off, too so he could return the favor.
With swift little steps the fawn went around the skullface, then returning in front of them. There wasn't anything wrong with the other deer, except for some reason they were really wet. Is that normal, either? He bleated jade eyes locked to the skull eyesockets.
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I never realized how hard it is to play a small kid; I have no idea what is going inside their head. :'''DD
Watching the fawn walk around
This time when the kid caught his gaze and gave him a quizzical look he titled his head; he didn't understand what was wrong. Surely the fawn had seen deer that didn't have twigs and leaves caught in their coat. He then remembered that he had just finished taking a bath and was still wet. That was probably what he was wondering about.
He shook his head, letting little water droplets go in every direction. He wondered if taking him to the Crying Idol was a good idea. It was apparent that the kid didn't know what to do with water but possibly drinking it. He took a few steps away from the fawn and in the direction of the stream before stopping, waiting to see if the fawn would follow.
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It is a bit difficult, but I think you're doing great. He's adorable!
Few drops landed on his
Those just few steps away got the young fawn on alert; was the other one leaving? No? Good! He hurried next to the skullface, sure to stay close to him. It had been a while since he had spent time with anybody so he really wanted to follow this fellow as long as he just could.
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: D
I almost find him a bit annoying, most likely because I can't really follow his line of thought.
The fawn seemed to like the
Happy to see the other follow him, Ashe continued his journey back to the Crying Idol, walking slowly as not to trip the other up. The fawn didn't seem to have a problem when he had walked up to him or around him, but he had a feeling that if he gave into sprinting the fawn would not like that.
Arriving at the idol and stream he paused, looking down at the fawn, before stepping down the stream's steeply sloping bank. The buck turned back to the fawn and lightly mooed at him.
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Ah yeah, I had that problem with Ashe at first, still do sometimes.
The fawn stood on the bank,
Without any warning he turned around quickly, trying to get away from the statue as soon as he could. His hooves couldn't get a grip on the wet grass soon enough so the fawn slid right down the bank, ending up plumping in the stream.
He watched the fawn closely
The sound of quick movement brought his attention back to the fawn. The young one was trying to hurry back up the bank, but was having a difficult time doing so. He felt bad for bringing the fawn here when he fell back into the water.
Ashe lowered his head to the fawn and cooed at him before lightly pushing his head to the fawn's side, trying to help him to stand back up.
The white child sat there, in
He stood up with the skullface's help. He tried to mimic their cooing, somewhat succeeding. It didn't sound exactly right but it was clear enough to understand what noise he tried to make. The fluffy fawn pressed himsefl against the skullface's legs, continuing cooing.
Water in the stream wasn't very deep but it reached his stomach easily. Cooing got a bit more silent as the fawn stared the everchanging surface of the stream. His mane was drenched and wisps of fluffy fur were glued to his body and face, making him look even smaller than usually.
The buck nuzzled the small
The fawn's cooing becoming quiet, made him begin to wonder if the fawn was now scared of the water. Watching him look down at the water, it didn't really seem like it, it just seemed like the kid was fascinated by the water's surface, but he was never quite sure of other's thoughts.
He got what he was hoping for though; a lot of the the dirt and grime and washed off of the fawn's white coat. All that was left was to take out the forest debris that clung to the mane... Which he should have tried to do before getting in the water. He huffed.
The child seemed like he had
Mixing huffing and cooing he escaped from the stream with a little jump, landing on the bank. He almost tripped but was luckily able to place his hooves again this time. The fawn turned to look at the skullface, dropping his head to his side. From the corner of his eye he caught a sight of water dropping drown his fur. He flinched, pulling his neck back quickly; this resulted some more water dropping from his fur.
Slightly open mouth formed a wide smile and his eyes started to shine with excitement. Legs began moving the child around, jumping and frolicking again as the child laughed when water danced off from his fur. He leapt back to the stream, inviting the skullfaced to join with a loud coo and a headbutt on their side.
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EDIT: If you don't have any more inspiration for this RP, it's totally okay. : > Let me just know!
Sorry! I still want to do
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Ashe was having a hard time following this kid's thoughts. One minute it seemed like he was removing himself from the world and the next he comes back full swing wanting to play. Thinking back, he remembers being told that he was sort of like that when he first woke up here.
He let out a loud hum when the fawn leapt back into the stream, splashing him, making his earlier thoughts go to the back of his mind. The head-butt to his side got him excited to play with the white pelt child. The buck, giving a small trill of delighted warning, did a little jump, sending a small water spray up in the air.
That totally fine! :> I just
That totally fine! :> I just wanted to make sure; I myself tend to lose RP inspiration time to time. ♥ (I'm sorry that 'Fluffy' isn't good with initiating, that might be bit frustrating. 8I)
...And also look who's talking now; I'll reply bit later, I have to start moving to a new apartment. oTL
Edit: So yeah my new place doesn't have Internet yet. 8I I'm trying to get it to work but haven't managed to do anything with it yet... Currently at my friend's place and using their Wi-Fi.
And you are welcome to join, ShrinkingRose! : >
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The child followed the lead and jumped too, trying to get water to fly around. Every time he managed to get splash high he laughed brightly, frolicking up and down the stream and circling around the skullfaced playmate.
Couple of times he tripped on his own legs and fell into water but got up as quickly as he had fallen. His whole fur was soaked, there was no big signs of his untidy looks left anymore.
Yo, guys. Since there is a
Yeah, I'd be really cool with
*bump 'cause it seems editing
Ashe let out various clicks
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Sorry for the shortness.
The blue stag appeared out of
This time he got the wind of his friend’s scent. Ash. For some dudes it was an unpleasant scent. Well, probably everyone prefers flowers over a smell of something burnt. However, Mandel got used to it and he had only good connotations with it, so far at least. excited for the meeting, he followed the scent, quickening his pace. The closer he got, the stranger seemed the scent to him. It was ash but ash…with something? Close to the Crying Idol and to the two deer at the same time, he kept looking above the stream. Not noticing the others, he learnt that someone was down by getting a fair amount of water splashed onto his mask.
“What a fresh and a bit cold greeting”, he said, trying to shake off the water drops from his mask to make sure that the deer he was talking to was indeed Ashe.