Post by Sohtoh on Feb 19, 2010 17:26:13 GMT -5
Starring:
Roscoe - Male Whitetail Deer
Tehya - Female Whitetail Deer Fawn
Aspen - Female Whiteteail Deer
Setting:
Maple Glade
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The sun had rose no later than around ten minutes ago officially, and Roscoe had been up and awake for at least a half hour. Twenty minutes before the land had woken, Roscoe was at the nearest water source, getting himself a drink and testing the temperature of the deeper water with his legs. The result of the odd test was a bit concerning, for the water was much colder than it should've been at this time of year. Even now, the breath that was calmly exhaled from his nostrils resulted in little puffs of steam in the cold air. Luckily for him, his winter coat was already pushing through. He could only hope for the same for the others, especially his offspring. The walk back took just long enough for there to be a nice blanket of warming heat on his back, the sun still low in the sky, but enough for the forest and for him to notice as well. It was back to the den for him, to check and see if Tehya had woken yet.
Tehya is laying down in the bed. As she opens her eyes as she wakes up. She looks around the place. As she then stands up and hits her head on a low tree branch, "Shoot I did it again. I have to remember I am not as small as I use to be." Then looks around to see if anyone is awake in the Glade.
Returning, the Prince sees his daughter coming out of the den, and inwardly smiles, however on the outside he remains expressionless. He knows that she's growing up, but as she is still just a juvenile, she is much the same as she was as a fawn. She still carries her spots, and is still rather clumsy compared to the adult deer. Clearing his throat, Roscoe looks down at Tehya and then glances over to the east, getting together a mental knowledge of the time. "Good morning, Tehya." He says, wishing that she'd woken up earlier so that she could've travelled with him to the river, since he's almost certain that now he'll have to accompany her to get a drink of her own.. but that was the duty of a father, he supposed.
Tehya looks up and sees Roscoe and smiles at him. "Hi Dad. I bumped my head on that same branch once before. When a Marten come through hunting. Um what is a Marten anyways?" As her stomach then growls loudly.
Looking to the offending branch, Roscoe blinked and nodded his head slowly. "Yes.. well, I'm sorry to hear that." He says, his words slow and not very sincere, not really knowing quite what to say. The mention of a marten has his ears cupping forward, his eyes focusing a bit more. "A marten is.. a small thing. Not a threat to us, anyway." He explains poorly, the general description of the mammal having been a pointless thing to discuss as Tehya had seen one with her own eyes. The growling of her stomach has a brow quirking, and he looks to the ground, scuffing a hoof at the short grasses. "Get yourself something to eat quickly, we have a long day ahead of us."
Tehya looks over at Roscoe and smiles and nods at him. "Well another animal told me a Marten was a bird. I guess that animal misheard me." Then lowers her head to graze for a few minutes. Then looks back up. "So where are we going?"
Finally, there is a hint of amusement that plays on the buck's face; a tiny quirk of a smile appears, and he nods his head. "Yes, there are martens, as in the mammals like us, but there are also martins, that are birds." He explains very briefly, and turns on his hooves in order to head out of the glade. The pace could be slow, as with Tehya with him and Tix and Hotah safely tucked away somewhere, he has the most important of his herd priorities at his side. "We're going through the territories of our herd, to check up on the others who choose to stay in places other than the glade."
Tehya starts to get excites and starts jumping all over the place. "Wow! we are going out of the glade. I always wondered what was out there." As she thinks to herself that this is going to be a very fun adventure.
Seeing Tehya jumping around and getting overly excited results in a sigh on the part of Roscoe, and he shakes his head lightly. "Tehya, one of the first things a fawn needs to learn is self control." He says, trying his hardest to sound educating and not just .. disciplinary. It was understandable that she was excited. His daughter was still very young, and hadn't had much of a chance to get outside of the borders of the glade without the care of her mother. "You will be leaving the glade many times, and I understand that you're excited.. but there are dangers out there that could hear you, and if you're not careful, could attack. So, we must stay calm." Or, Roscoe just didn't want to deal with a giddy fawn, and thought that a little white lie wouldn't do much harm.
Tehya stops jumping around as she got it out of her system. Then walks over to Roscoe and stands by him. "Okay I will stick close by."
Nodding his head, he grins down mildly at her, and begins to walk slowly and gracefully, the pride back in his steps that he had lost there for a while, worried and confused over the status of Tix and his son. With the worry out of his system though, he focuses on the family that he does have, and keeps his stature tall, getting a bit ahead of Tehya but not too far so that she couldn't keep up. Falling silent, he focused both on where Tehya was, but mostly on the direction in which they were going.
The glade is quiet...ish. No louder than what it usually is with the usual wildlife flitting and scuttling about. The other deer are absent, it seems. Out grazing or napping or patrolling. Aspen is one of those who's been napping here in the glade, huddled around her youngsters with eyes closed and expression calm. It's with a slow yawn that she begins to wake, ears folded back as her mouth opens widely. Head raising, she blinks her eyes open blearily, still looking mostly asleep as she peers around. Hrm, where is everybody? Ah well. Ridge and Dawn are here, and that's all that matters for now. She gets to her hooves, miraculously not disturbing her fawns too much in the process, and gives her body a shake.
Stepping lightly on the ground, Roscoe keeps his eyes ahead and flicks his ears backward to listen to his daughter's footsteps, hearing a sort of stumble, but ignoring it. His mother had done the same with him as a fawn; stumbles on his part went practically unnoticed, and it was a good lesson for him. Many mothers in his birth herd cooed and sympathized with their clumsy fawns, and they grew up to be clumsy adults as well. Suddenly though, his pace stops as he sees Aspen rising from her resting place off the walking path, and lifts his head up a bit, looking back to Tehya to make sure she stays by him and doesn't run off to go play with the other two fawns that were probably still sleeping.
Tehya comes walking back in behind her father and tries over a root hidden by some grass and bumps into Roscoe. She then shakes some and looks around and sees Aspen. As she does not see Ridge or Dawn she has no interest in running over to Aspen for now. As then remembers a question or two she had wanted to ask. "Did my spots look a litte fainter or is it just my imagination? Also when do they completly go away?"
Another shake of her body concludes the wake-up process, and Aspen's tongue flicks across her nose as her eyes drift towards the arriving Roscoe and Tehya. Her ears swivel forward briefly, watching the buck and youngster blankly for a moment before her tail flicks and a whisper of a smile is offered to the fawn. "Hello," she offers, eyes set on Teyha though the greeting likely is meant for the both of them. The heard question has her chuckling a little as she glances to her spotted back, though as it was not a question directed to her she does not answer. Not quite, little one.
Keeping his eyes on nothing in particular, his attention is drawn back to his daughter when she asks the question about her spots. Normally, parents would encourage their young to not worry about maturing, and to enjoy their fawnhood, in the whitetail's case. However, the sad fact was that Tehya was being raised by a creature who wasn't schooled in the art of parenting, and so the quicker she grew, the better. A frown forms, and he shakes his head a bit. "Not yet. You'll have them until your first year." He says, looking up and over to Aspen and nodding his head politely. "Good morning, Aspen."
Tehya listens as her ears flick back and forth as if listen to all the different sounds. As she then hears her father say good morning. She looks over at Aspen and smiles. "Good morning from me too."
The giddiness from the previous day, the seasonal glee and playfulness, is nonexistant today, kept at bay in the presence of the ever-changing Roscoe. And so it's a more subdued doe that nods in reply to his greeting, offering a light smile that grows when Tehya speaks up. "Good morning there, little one. My, you have manners," she compliments with a kind smile and wink. "Keep those and you'll go very far as you grow older. Have you been walking with your father? It's lovely out there, isn't it?"
Again, his attention is gripped by something outside of the conversation, but it ends up being something as mundane as birds flying overhead, some jumping up branches in order to gain their height. A breath was taken in, and he listens to the conversation held between the does, young and older. He looks to Aspen with nothing more than a tiny smile, and looks in the direction that he needed to go. They were in no hurry however, and if Tehya wanted to talk with Aspen, it was fine by him. Good to have some sort of a mother figure in her life, even if Tix wasn't completely gone. Just.. scarce.
Tehya smiles as she also looks in the direction her fathered look at for a few second. Then looks back at Aspen and grins. "So how is Dawn?" As she then shakes her body some as she feels a yawn coming on.
"Dawn? Both she and Ridge are fine, though I'm sure she'd be happier if she spent more time with you. You're her best friend, she tells me." A thing that Aspen is happy to know, as does need to stick together...even young ones! Males are so ... eh, unpredictable and unreliable most times. Her eyes shift, glancing to the side where the trees of the forest thicken, and she exhales a breath before returning her attention to the young female, expression softening. "Every explorer needs her rest. I suggest you get some soon."
Looking down to Tehya again, Roscoe lets out a short breath and motions his head toward the east, hardly regarding Aspen at all. It wasn't as if he was trying to be rude, but he just.. didn't have much to say to her. Especially during the pre-rut phase that they were in. The sudden realization that they both might run into Taver again is there, and he considers putting Aspen in charge of Tehya instead.. but decides against it at the last second and takes a step forward. "Come, Tehya. We've got a long way to go yet. Say goodbye to Aspen."
Tehya looks over at Aspen and smiles at her and nods. "Well I need to go now. See you later and good bye. Oh and if Dawn or Ridge wakes up. Tell them I said hi." As she then gets ready to follow her father.
Roscoe - Male Whitetail Deer
Tehya - Female Whitetail Deer Fawn
Aspen - Female Whiteteail Deer
Setting:
Maple Glade
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The sun had rose no later than around ten minutes ago officially, and Roscoe had been up and awake for at least a half hour. Twenty minutes before the land had woken, Roscoe was at the nearest water source, getting himself a drink and testing the temperature of the deeper water with his legs. The result of the odd test was a bit concerning, for the water was much colder than it should've been at this time of year. Even now, the breath that was calmly exhaled from his nostrils resulted in little puffs of steam in the cold air. Luckily for him, his winter coat was already pushing through. He could only hope for the same for the others, especially his offspring. The walk back took just long enough for there to be a nice blanket of warming heat on his back, the sun still low in the sky, but enough for the forest and for him to notice as well. It was back to the den for him, to check and see if Tehya had woken yet.
Tehya is laying down in the bed. As she opens her eyes as she wakes up. She looks around the place. As she then stands up and hits her head on a low tree branch, "Shoot I did it again. I have to remember I am not as small as I use to be." Then looks around to see if anyone is awake in the Glade.
Returning, the Prince sees his daughter coming out of the den, and inwardly smiles, however on the outside he remains expressionless. He knows that she's growing up, but as she is still just a juvenile, she is much the same as she was as a fawn. She still carries her spots, and is still rather clumsy compared to the adult deer. Clearing his throat, Roscoe looks down at Tehya and then glances over to the east, getting together a mental knowledge of the time. "Good morning, Tehya." He says, wishing that she'd woken up earlier so that she could've travelled with him to the river, since he's almost certain that now he'll have to accompany her to get a drink of her own.. but that was the duty of a father, he supposed.
Tehya looks up and sees Roscoe and smiles at him. "Hi Dad. I bumped my head on that same branch once before. When a Marten come through hunting. Um what is a Marten anyways?" As her stomach then growls loudly.
Looking to the offending branch, Roscoe blinked and nodded his head slowly. "Yes.. well, I'm sorry to hear that." He says, his words slow and not very sincere, not really knowing quite what to say. The mention of a marten has his ears cupping forward, his eyes focusing a bit more. "A marten is.. a small thing. Not a threat to us, anyway." He explains poorly, the general description of the mammal having been a pointless thing to discuss as Tehya had seen one with her own eyes. The growling of her stomach has a brow quirking, and he looks to the ground, scuffing a hoof at the short grasses. "Get yourself something to eat quickly, we have a long day ahead of us."
Tehya looks over at Roscoe and smiles and nods at him. "Well another animal told me a Marten was a bird. I guess that animal misheard me." Then lowers her head to graze for a few minutes. Then looks back up. "So where are we going?"
Finally, there is a hint of amusement that plays on the buck's face; a tiny quirk of a smile appears, and he nods his head. "Yes, there are martens, as in the mammals like us, but there are also martins, that are birds." He explains very briefly, and turns on his hooves in order to head out of the glade. The pace could be slow, as with Tehya with him and Tix and Hotah safely tucked away somewhere, he has the most important of his herd priorities at his side. "We're going through the territories of our herd, to check up on the others who choose to stay in places other than the glade."
Tehya starts to get excites and starts jumping all over the place. "Wow! we are going out of the glade. I always wondered what was out there." As she thinks to herself that this is going to be a very fun adventure.
Seeing Tehya jumping around and getting overly excited results in a sigh on the part of Roscoe, and he shakes his head lightly. "Tehya, one of the first things a fawn needs to learn is self control." He says, trying his hardest to sound educating and not just .. disciplinary. It was understandable that she was excited. His daughter was still very young, and hadn't had much of a chance to get outside of the borders of the glade without the care of her mother. "You will be leaving the glade many times, and I understand that you're excited.. but there are dangers out there that could hear you, and if you're not careful, could attack. So, we must stay calm." Or, Roscoe just didn't want to deal with a giddy fawn, and thought that a little white lie wouldn't do much harm.
Tehya stops jumping around as she got it out of her system. Then walks over to Roscoe and stands by him. "Okay I will stick close by."
Nodding his head, he grins down mildly at her, and begins to walk slowly and gracefully, the pride back in his steps that he had lost there for a while, worried and confused over the status of Tix and his son. With the worry out of his system though, he focuses on the family that he does have, and keeps his stature tall, getting a bit ahead of Tehya but not too far so that she couldn't keep up. Falling silent, he focused both on where Tehya was, but mostly on the direction in which they were going.
The glade is quiet...ish. No louder than what it usually is with the usual wildlife flitting and scuttling about. The other deer are absent, it seems. Out grazing or napping or patrolling. Aspen is one of those who's been napping here in the glade, huddled around her youngsters with eyes closed and expression calm. It's with a slow yawn that she begins to wake, ears folded back as her mouth opens widely. Head raising, she blinks her eyes open blearily, still looking mostly asleep as she peers around. Hrm, where is everybody? Ah well. Ridge and Dawn are here, and that's all that matters for now. She gets to her hooves, miraculously not disturbing her fawns too much in the process, and gives her body a shake.
Stepping lightly on the ground, Roscoe keeps his eyes ahead and flicks his ears backward to listen to his daughter's footsteps, hearing a sort of stumble, but ignoring it. His mother had done the same with him as a fawn; stumbles on his part went practically unnoticed, and it was a good lesson for him. Many mothers in his birth herd cooed and sympathized with their clumsy fawns, and they grew up to be clumsy adults as well. Suddenly though, his pace stops as he sees Aspen rising from her resting place off the walking path, and lifts his head up a bit, looking back to Tehya to make sure she stays by him and doesn't run off to go play with the other two fawns that were probably still sleeping.
Tehya comes walking back in behind her father and tries over a root hidden by some grass and bumps into Roscoe. She then shakes some and looks around and sees Aspen. As she does not see Ridge or Dawn she has no interest in running over to Aspen for now. As then remembers a question or two she had wanted to ask. "Did my spots look a litte fainter or is it just my imagination? Also when do they completly go away?"
Another shake of her body concludes the wake-up process, and Aspen's tongue flicks across her nose as her eyes drift towards the arriving Roscoe and Tehya. Her ears swivel forward briefly, watching the buck and youngster blankly for a moment before her tail flicks and a whisper of a smile is offered to the fawn. "Hello," she offers, eyes set on Teyha though the greeting likely is meant for the both of them. The heard question has her chuckling a little as she glances to her spotted back, though as it was not a question directed to her she does not answer. Not quite, little one.
Keeping his eyes on nothing in particular, his attention is drawn back to his daughter when she asks the question about her spots. Normally, parents would encourage their young to not worry about maturing, and to enjoy their fawnhood, in the whitetail's case. However, the sad fact was that Tehya was being raised by a creature who wasn't schooled in the art of parenting, and so the quicker she grew, the better. A frown forms, and he shakes his head a bit. "Not yet. You'll have them until your first year." He says, looking up and over to Aspen and nodding his head politely. "Good morning, Aspen."
Tehya listens as her ears flick back and forth as if listen to all the different sounds. As she then hears her father say good morning. She looks over at Aspen and smiles. "Good morning from me too."
The giddiness from the previous day, the seasonal glee and playfulness, is nonexistant today, kept at bay in the presence of the ever-changing Roscoe. And so it's a more subdued doe that nods in reply to his greeting, offering a light smile that grows when Tehya speaks up. "Good morning there, little one. My, you have manners," she compliments with a kind smile and wink. "Keep those and you'll go very far as you grow older. Have you been walking with your father? It's lovely out there, isn't it?"
Again, his attention is gripped by something outside of the conversation, but it ends up being something as mundane as birds flying overhead, some jumping up branches in order to gain their height. A breath was taken in, and he listens to the conversation held between the does, young and older. He looks to Aspen with nothing more than a tiny smile, and looks in the direction that he needed to go. They were in no hurry however, and if Tehya wanted to talk with Aspen, it was fine by him. Good to have some sort of a mother figure in her life, even if Tix wasn't completely gone. Just.. scarce.
Tehya smiles as she also looks in the direction her fathered look at for a few second. Then looks back at Aspen and grins. "So how is Dawn?" As she then shakes her body some as she feels a yawn coming on.
"Dawn? Both she and Ridge are fine, though I'm sure she'd be happier if she spent more time with you. You're her best friend, she tells me." A thing that Aspen is happy to know, as does need to stick together...even young ones! Males are so ... eh, unpredictable and unreliable most times. Her eyes shift, glancing to the side where the trees of the forest thicken, and she exhales a breath before returning her attention to the young female, expression softening. "Every explorer needs her rest. I suggest you get some soon."
Looking down to Tehya again, Roscoe lets out a short breath and motions his head toward the east, hardly regarding Aspen at all. It wasn't as if he was trying to be rude, but he just.. didn't have much to say to her. Especially during the pre-rut phase that they were in. The sudden realization that they both might run into Taver again is there, and he considers putting Aspen in charge of Tehya instead.. but decides against it at the last second and takes a step forward. "Come, Tehya. We've got a long way to go yet. Say goodbye to Aspen."
Tehya looks over at Aspen and smiles at her and nods. "Well I need to go now. See you later and good bye. Oh and if Dawn or Ridge wakes up. Tell them I said hi." As she then gets ready to follow her father.