Velvire

It had been a while since the young doe had seen Fauve, the kindly mare who had sort of adopted her. Now the white-lipped deer had grown into a young adult, with a dusty-brown coat and the characteristic white markings of her kind. She minced her way along towards the lake and dipped her graceful head down to bring the water to her parched throat.

Huyen

The white-tailed buck had been traveling on his own, scourging the area around his herd's terra in search of both danger and potential members. His well-formed, 12-point antlers were beginning to shed their summer velvet. His thick, black coat was beginning to thick as well for the coming cold.

Scenting the doe downwind, Huyen picked up his pace and headed swiftly for the lake. Spotting her, Huyen gave a short, quite bark to get her attention as he approached, so that she may not be startled by his sudden appearance. "Hail!" Huyen greeted loudly, trotting nearer, "I've never seen or scented a doe such as yourself."

Velvire

She looked at the buck in great surprise; such a coat! But she had to admit, it was wonderful to see another deer. Smiling faintly, she nodded to him, "You could blame that on the humans. My kind, as I'm told, lives very far from here." Velvire was a very shy, timid creature. Not much for talking a whole lot with strangers, although she wouldn't mind getting to know this buck a little better.

Fauve

Fauve scented a familiar youngling, and came running, tossing her head in excitement. "Little One? But so big now! All grown! How have you fared without me?"

Velvire

She turned to Fauve and her eyes lit up with great excitement, "Fauve!" the doe exclaimed, reaching forward to nuzzle the mare, "I've fared pretty well, how about yourself? My, what a beautiful home you have here!" She turned from Huyen then back to Fauve, simply thrilled to be talking to an old friend and meeting another all at the same time!

Fauve

She smiled, happy to see her little friend again. I have fared most beautifully, little one. This is my new home I share with Al Sheratan... you may remember her... and a new stallion named Dreamfinder. And she tossed her head, returning the nuzzle with a mother's affection. It's so good to see you.

Huyen

The deer had taken a polite step back when Fauve arrived. His herd knew horses enough, and even had a good friend stallion, Free Spirit. The buck watched the connection between the mare and the doe and became more curious than ever. "Pardon me for interrupted, but how many horses live here? I live in a herd just south of this land." He pointed out.

Fauve

Fauve hadn't even seen Huyen, but hearing him speak brought him to her attention. "Begging your pardon friend, I didn't see you there. In answer, there are just three of us here: Dreamfinder, our Head, Al Sheratan, and myself, Fauve."

Velvire

Velvire smiled warmly, "That's good to hear! I'd love to meet them sometime." The doe turned to Huyen next, interested in his talk of a herd, although she wanted to stay near Fauve, "How big is your herd?"

Al Sheratan

She trotted over and said in her soft voice "Did someone say my name?" she was much smaller then Fauve only slightly taller then the dear. She smiled at them and said softly "Hello Im Al Sheratan....Sheratan to most though"

Fauve

She nudged her friend in welcome. Sheratan, do you remember my little fawn? Look at her she's all grown up now. Sheratan this is... and she paused, realizing that she did not know the doe's name. Laughing a little, she said, Well, she's whoever she says she is.

Velvire

She smiled welcomingly at the new arrival, trying to bring forth memories of the mare from her younger days when Fauve first rescued her, "Velvire is my dubbing. It's a pleasure to meet you, again." The doe laughed light-heartedly, then her eyes casted downward for a moment, frowing a bit in a foggy memory. Then she brightened and shied a look to Huyen, finding herself very curious in his strange fur color.

Huyen

He dipped his antlered head in greeting to Sheretan, "Good to meet you, Miss. I'm Huyen." He was always sure to watch his manners around the females, be they deer or equine. And he was mightly pleased when he caught Velvire admiring his ebony coat. Sort of lifting his head and casually puffing his chest out a bit, but overly so, the buck responded to her question, "There's Nhosh, our lead, my brother Solange, two other bucks, Meteor and Guadalupe, and a single hind, Wycliff. We'd be more than happy to have another member." Huyen put in, looking to her hopefully. But then he quickly added, for he noticed the close attatchment that Fuave and Velvire seemed to share, "Since our herds border one another, I imagine it'd be easy to traverse between there and here."

Fauve

She smiled knowingly at the young deer. She thought it a good idea for Velvire to associate with some of her own kind, since she had seen no deer since her mother died. She nodded her approval of both Huyen's manners and his plan for Velvire's joining his herd. Though she would suggest nothing toward that. It had to be the doe's decision.

Dreamfinder

The stallion was curious of the deer scent, and so he decided to investigate. Galloping towards the group of four, Dreamfinder slowed to stop near Fuave and Sheraten. His head was up and his ears were perked in interest towards the deer. It was clear they weren't posing any threat to his mares, nor did he think of a deer as a threat to his position. So no dominance or aggression was shown to them. He nodded his long head faintly, "Hello to you." Dreamfinder didn't add much in his words, because he didn't want to interrupt the conversations.

Velvire

She smiled a bit coyly, dipping her head at his question. The thought of living in a deer herd was a dream to her, which she had always figured was out of her reach, since there were no other deer of her kind around. "I would love too." Velvire replied, then looked to Fuave, "I will visit you often. I promise." The doe looked over to see the horse lead approaching. Dipping her head, she spoke, "I'm Velvire, a close friend of Fuave here."

Fauve

Fauve smiled. I am glad, my little Velvire. Though not so little anymore! And she nuzzled the doe, using a trick of nimble nose to nudge her to stand closer to Huyen. She had to admit, she WAS a bit of a matchmaker.

Huyen

Huyen would have blushed if he didn't have the deep ebony fur to hide it. He couldn't hold back a wavering smile though as he glanced at Velvire. Then he looked to Dreamfinder and nodded his antlers to him. "I'm Huyen." The buck introduced first, then went on to relay a message, "My lead, Nhosh, wanted to have a quick word with you sometime. Now Huyen turned to Velvire, "I'll take you to meet the herd now. Wycliff will be very pleased to see another doe, and I'm sure you'll both make good friends." He spoke encouragingly. Dipping his antlers to the mares, he bade them a farewell before heading south, into the Storm Valley terra.

Velvire

She felt her heart flutter as she was skilfully nudged toward Huyen. Her eyes shot downward for a moment, almost embarrassed, but then she look up and flashed a thankful look to her good friend. "I will come visit you woon, Fauve!" The doe vowed, her tail flicking merily. "Goodbye." She said, turning to Sheratan and Dreamfinder. And then she sprinted off after Huyen.

Fauve

Fauve smiled just a little sadly and watched the doe dash off, whispering, May the winds always wing you back home... Turning away before the doe passed from sight, she turned to graze, her head full of thoughts.

Dreamfinder

"Goodbye, and good luck in your new home." Dreamfinder called after them, curious about the deer. This was the first time he had ever spoke to another species besides his own, and he found it quite interesting. But now he had something else on his mind. Turning to Fauve and Sheratan, he gave a sort of grinning smile, "I've decided to enlarge our home. Would you two like to come with me to take claim of the land to our south?"

Fauve

Fauve nodded silently, perking up immediately. "Sounds like fun." She tossed her head, waiting for Sheratan to reply.

Al Sheratan

She smiled and nodded. She hadnt been anywhere in awhile and to finally get to go somewhere would be nice. She was about to speak when a large scar covered white wolfess trotted into the land.

With a glance to Dreamfinder Aaka continued towards Sheratan. She wasnt worried about the other horses. Fauve she had met....Somewhere or other. Dreafinder wasnt a concern it was easy enough to get out of the way. "Shera have you seen Malachi?" the small white mare smiled softly. "Hello to you to Aaka. No I havent seen him but hes around somewhere. Try Hiddens place...he might be hiding from you there"

Dreamfinder

He had never known a wolf to be friendly with a horse, so Dreamfinder's initial reactions were to lace his ears back and prepare to defend his mares from the threat. But just as he was rearing up to box threateningly at the air, he realized the Al Sheratan wasn't the least bit alarmed. And as he hesitated a moment longer, he was stunned to hear her talking with the beast!

Snorting a bit, the stallion landed all four hooves back to earth and swiveled his auds towards Aaka, "You two are... friends?" He still eyed the white wolfess with great caution, but noted how she did not indicate the least bit of interest in hunting or stalking them, something he was use to watching out for in wolves.

Aaka

Aaka glanced at Dreamfinder. "Im not friends with anyone. She is an allie nothing more nothing less. Thanks Shera." She turned to Dreamfinder and with a sniff trotted away.

Shadows can never forgive those that are Wanted

Al Sheratan nodded to her 'friend' as she left. Turning to Dreamfinder she smiled evily and nudged him. "Your it" she laughed and nugded Fauve before racing around in big circles around them. She was really playful now that Aaka was back onto speaking terms with her.

Fauve

Fauve had not reacted at all when Aaka had come back. They had an uneasy truce. She smiled just a little at Dreamfinder's reaction, but when Sheratan started a game, dappled mare began racing around wildly, circling in the opposite direction of Al Sheratan, whickering shamelessly.