Willow

Willow was grazing at the Tall Grass Prarie.She had left Emerald Pines when Rack had dissapeared.Now some feline owned the place.Well she has done just fine on her own even though she had grown lonely for company.Constantly she had to look over her should for danger, and it was always so annoying for her to do that.Her doe like brown eyes searching for anything dangerous, but finding nothing.Once that was done she lowered her head again.Snatching at some grass she raised her head again ears perked.She looked around eyes watchful and wide.

Rosco; Everest; Dana; Typha

Everest led the small band of deer over the prairie. Dana and Typha from his herd, and Rosco from his former herd.

Typha was trying to stay as close to Dana as he could. He didn't think he could survive out here with the hunters and predators, all ready to feast upon his flesh. The small Chinese water deer looked like he'd be an easy target, except for his fangs. Yes, fangs! They were quite long and sharp and looked pretty fearsome. They could cause considerable damage.

Everest, Rosco and Typha stopped when they saw Willow. Dana, however, the Persian fallow deer doe, walked forward. "Greetings, friend. I am Dana, this is my mate Everest, and my friends Rosco and Typha." She said softly, smiling sweetly.

Willow

Willow looked up when she heard something.Spotting the other deers she waited for one of them to say something."Greetings.I am Willow,"she spoke back.Her voice was as soft as the wind.Her brown eyes looking over all the deers.None of them seemed to be her type of deer.Whitetail was her kind, but she could get along with others.She never saw a deer like Typha, and was interested by his fangs.