Trials of LifeSummer, Year 759 of the New Age
It had been a fun class as the classes with Huisha always were. She had kept to herself at first, at the back while the others talked. Gavin talked the loudest as always, Muriel agreeing with him but it seemed like Levon had found a little bit of courage today. It might also have been the way Huisha spoke to him and how he had praised the colt at the first couple of questions that he had answered correctly. Gavin had replied first, but the wrong answer and Alize couldn't help to find amusement in it. She knew it was bad to gloat but with that mudface. Not only in Huisha’s herb classes he was like this, also when playing with others. Luckily she and Eila didn't live near him so it was only when she was here she had to deal with him, but that was certainly enough.
Of course she couldn't help herself when Huisha started to ask the perhaps more tricky questions. She didn't get them all right, probably to
Sisters In Mud - Fenellas PoVSummer, Age 753 of the New Age
One part of the fun was that they was suppose to be in the den, memorizing and practicing some of the old legends, but it was quite hot and humid and the insects had come to life again after a few days of constant raining. They had snuck out when their mother had gone away for a little bit, apparently to go see a friend real quick about something. But the two fillies knew that some gossip would most likely keep their mother more than a little.
Under held back giggles they made their way through the bush and very, very carefully tip toed passed a older guard that was supposed to be on duty. His massive rack still in velvet. Fenella paused for a moment. The guard was dozing it seemed, his neck lowered. Most of the grown ones seemed to take every chance they got to rest. It was so silly. She smiled and snuck after her sister. Bo and her had come to think of the same thing, almost at the same time. If it hadn't been for the
Lessons Taught and Lessons Learned - Alize POVSpring, Year 759 of the New Age
She had been more than happy when she found out that she would have the chance to get to learn some herblore from one of her biggest favorites, next to daddy of course. Eila was to be with grandmother today and get a similar lesson with her, or so grandmother had said anyway. Mother said something about taking turns. Perhaps it was for Huishas sake with her and her sister being so alike. With a lot of other young fawns around it might be hard to see who was who. Although Huisha surely knew who she was even if Eila would stand next to her. She liked Huisha - a lot. He was like daddy but different at the same time.She still remembered the aloe plant, although now she laughed over that she had thought it was ‘hello’ plant. It was so silly, it made her giggle almost every time she thought of it.
Huisha didn't seem to care about fighting and that suited her just fine. It was of course very romantic to have someo
Where the starflowers growSummer, Year 759 of the New Age
In some glade, Glenmore
Once upon a time, there were two young royal does: Kabili and Jamila, both beautiful and admired by the stags of the herd. When they were to come of age, it was believed that they would be the prettiest of all of the young does. Kabili was the one with the finest bloodline, since she was the daugher of the King; Jamila was sired by a Lord. Both fillies were a bit vain, as many beautiful does are, and their youthful pride didn’t help. All they could think of were stags and how to snare them in the present, and in the future. Pride and vanity, however, aren’t good virtues for a young fawnling to have.
“Kabili! The filly looked up as she heard someone call her name. “Kabili, guess what! Pirro said that he had heard from a guard that said he saw starflowers in the forest that borders to Oakfern!” Kabili tossed her long light flaxen, almost white man
Light O'LoveEarly Summer, Year 759 of the New Age
Former Glade of the Great Oak, Glenmore
The doe blinked towards the light. She stood next to the opening of a hollow in the Great Oak...a hollow much like the womb of a doe. Looking upwards she could have sworn she was under the Great Oak, but how was that possible? It had been struck on the day of her betrothal. Wide boughs spread out over her, Óganach’s rack. Had it all been a dream? Was she still unbetrothed, still hoping that she would prove herself in the eyes of her King. Was she dreaming still, not yet fully awake? Confused, her body feeling drained like she had been running for a long time, so the doe simply stood, almost dumbstruck. Her head felt heavy, her body almost numb. His scent had been so real, so close, So close, and the feeling that had filled her...new. That had to be a dream. She had never thought that she ever would feel something like that, so it couldn't been real. She couldn't hope for such thing
The Cloverrun (text)Late Autumn, Year 758 of the New Age
Outskirts of the main herd, Glenmore
Mother had left her here with Aytan and Elysia since she was going to see her brother that wasn't here anymore, one that had been before Garrick but now was with Óganach. She and Eila had been at this special place mother said his spirit sometimes came back to visit them...or it was at least a place where he could hear them, mother said. He never talked back but sometimes you could find a special item around there, or dream something special...and to that mother said was his way of answering. The second time she had been there she had found a feather that shimmered in blue. It was very pretty and she had proudly brought it back home. Eila had also found a thing that she had taken back. Maybe, one day when she was older she could as someone that was good at it to fasten it to her mane. Mother said it was still too short. Today Eila was with daddy by herself and she couldn't help