This was a collab between me and Kali, who owns Osias. We finally just finished this! I have to first say that this was a 'what if' kind of story, so no, it hasn't happened. But I wanted to explore another side of what could have happened. Osias likes to play games with Kaoori, because she is a deer that thinks with her heart above all else. And it gets her into trouble. I know this sounds bad, but comments are love. We worked hard on this. 
She did the final editing, so she did most of the work.
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There was an unsettling presence about the forest, even when well lit by a
rising moon. Stars flickered mindlessly, lending their light upon the
forest's ruins, gray stones slated with moss and the spirits of those long
gone. It was held sacred by many, who so often came to pay their respects
to the departed with bows and poppies. Others, however, watched over the
graves with other sentiments. One such figure sat stoically upon his slab
of stone, the consistent hum of wings lingering about his ancient form.
His name was Osias, the Lord of the Flies. He observed the insects with
hollow eyes the very color of onyx. It wasn't until a figure in the
distance perked his interest that those eyes narrowed and followed.
A lone doe was approaching the ruins, from this point a safe haven for
her. She had never thought of it to be anything else; it was quiet and not
unwelcoming; friends were at rest here, where she could come to talk to.
Dark navy fur covered her body, toned with gold stripes, and the markings
of the stars. Her gold hooves made a soft clicking sound as she leaped
upon the stones left from whoever roamed in this forest before the deer.
Ears topped with gold flicked from side to side, and her nostrils flared
as she registered something strange here that she had never encountered
before, something that didn't seem to belong.
