Buck

The buck walked cautouisly into the prairie and grunted he was looking for a mate. He grunted again and stopped thinking that he saw a wolf but he didn't so he contiued on.

Solange

A white-tailed buck was just on his way to his herd and hopefully escorting a hind and her adopted fawn with him. And though he certainly wished the hind would be his this autumn for the rut, he still had to fight for her. And all that, of course, depended on whether she wanted to join with his herd.

Solange carefully approched Buck, then halted and gave a short cry to catch his attention, "Hail, there!" The buck nodded his antlers in a friendly gesture. As Solange looked to Buck, he suddenly realized this must be the muley that his lord, Nhosh, had met with. "Pardon me, but have you met a stag by the name of Nhosh?"

Solange wanted to invite Buck to his herd, though it would be much of a 'herd' for a few weeks. Most of the stags there would begin to fight for their harems, leaving them more or less separated for a time. And invited Buck would mean that he could loose Orchid to the muley. But, he was eager to bring more to their land, or at least make friends with him.

Orchid

The red deer hind followed along after Solange, ready and glad to be joining a herd. She had recently found and adopted Thorn, a young white-tail fawn. Species didn't really concern her if they were deer. After loosing contact with her former herd, Orchid was just glad to be talking to anyone, and wasn't about to complain.

Looking to make sure her precious Thorn was near at hand, the hind turned her gaze to Buck. She too knew what autumn held, and was happy to go with whoever might want her. In her old herd, of coarse, she would have had a preference. But here, she didn't know these bucks, nor any others that were in her new herd.

Thorn

The yearling danced behind her mother on spindly legs. On seeing the new buck she went close to her mother yet still was curious and smiled at him.

Hello! I'm Thorn! Who are you?!

She was very happy as she had a mother and now a home. She looked up at her mother and smiled before tottering over beside Solange and stood there watching the male. The wind tickled her fur and she shivered in it's cold rush. She thought about the future and wandered whether there would be any other fawns at their new home. She didn't know about autumn and so did not know about the events that would take place. She looked up at Solange and smiled at him before her gaze rested on the new buck.

Solange

Solange waited a moment before looking to the hind and fawn, "I'm afriad I must be getting back to the herd now. I'll gladly show you the way, if you'll just follow me." He said with a smile and looked down to Thorn. There was indeed another yearling back at the herd, though Solange didn't know about him yet. A little white-tail, like Thorn.

Adressing Buck again, the deer turned, "And please, come with us too. There is plenty of room for another." Unable to wait any longer though, the stag headed away from the feild, travling smoothly with his senses on full alert. He wouldn't let his two newest members run into trouble on the way back!