(there's some mention of violence here, but it's not really described)

[=#9966cc]I can't stand fighting...especially when my friends get involved... But when my friends fight each other...

I...don't know what to think anymore...

It had been a good day. The snow was beautiful, and those giant mushrooms...I've never seen anything like them before. I felt better than I had in a few days. I even played a little bit with Riptail and a couple other deer. But I had to rest. Being injured makes it hard for me to keep up that kind of activity for long. At some point, I ended up falling asleep.

When I woke up later on, I noticed two of my friends were in the forest. The Priest, who I hadn't seen in a long time and don't get to see very often, and Aegle. They were together. I was excited. I ran up to them, though I shouldn't have with my wounds, but I just couldn't help myself.

When they came into sight, I stopped dead in my tracks. I was shocked at what I saw. Antlers being lowered and hooves being raised. They were fighting...my friends... And it wasn't just a spar, like the one I witnessed between Virgil and Baal. This was the real thing...

The pain I felt inside was awful. Much worse than the physical wounds on my flanks and chest. I felt like my heart was going to break. I called out to them.

"Priest, Aegle, please, why are you fighting? Please stop!" I called, but they either didn't hear me or would not listen. I moved closer. "Please stop this!" Another deer, I think he is called Masque, stepped in front of me and tried to stop me from getting any closer. But I ignored him. I could not just stand by and watch as my friends hurt each other. I care too much for them to not at least try to do something.

I walked right past Masque, still calling out to my friends to stop. The Priest looked at me sadly and shook his head, and the fight continued.