03-22-2021, 05:14 AM
A snort escaped the stag as he walked through the hock-deep snow. His fur had gotten thick as his winter coat grew in. His mane had grown out along his chest as well. The group of bachelors was traveling the winter to ensure their grasp on food sources. Walking along the snow-covered path of the range, he took his steps carefully as he ensured to place his weight down into his steps. He was not going to take the chance to slip on the slope in these weather conditions. His ears flickered as he heard the sound of snow falling from the slope ahead. The stag stopping in his tracks, he stood for a moment, ears perked forward as he listened between the howling winds of the range. Maybe it was just a slip of ice and the wind? He thought. With a huff, he brought his hoof forward and continued his march.
As he walked up the slope he could feel the air around him become lighter. Voices whispered in the wind as the gusts blew past him and down the range. His mother always told him that faeries whispered in certain locations as the Tree of Whispers moved from location to location. His eyes widened as he thought, just maybe, that the tree had made its long-awaited appearance? Here of all places? He sniffed his surroundings cautiously as he tilted his head up into the wind. The scent of snow, rock minerals, and plants could be smelled in the air. Though he could not find a hint of a tree. Aolis emitted a low grunt as he lowered his head. It was at that moment when he caught the scent of a doe. There was only one. He sniffed a few more times to confirm the scent.
Cautiously he continued up the slope of the range. He did not wish to rush as he knew the conditions of the slope could easily cause him to slip or even worse, tumble and fall back to the bottom of the range. With a slightly quickened pace, he kept his steps heavy as he pushed through the snow.
He finally came to an opening where he spotted the doe he had smelled earlier. She was dyed white from head to withers, where she turned into a mix of dark and light blues. One of her forelegs fading into white from her withers as well. He pulled his head up, eyes watching her as she frantically searches the foliage through the snow. Aolis tilted his head, as he was curious as to why she was searching so desperately. He gave a long loud snort, making his presence sound to the doe before he began to slowly walk towards her.
"Do you-" he paused his words for a second. Thinking whether or not he should continue to speak. "Need some help?" He asked, flicking one ear back and the other forward in a curious manner to her behavior and actions.
As he walked up the slope he could feel the air around him become lighter. Voices whispered in the wind as the gusts blew past him and down the range. His mother always told him that faeries whispered in certain locations as the Tree of Whispers moved from location to location. His eyes widened as he thought, just maybe, that the tree had made its long-awaited appearance? Here of all places? He sniffed his surroundings cautiously as he tilted his head up into the wind. The scent of snow, rock minerals, and plants could be smelled in the air. Though he could not find a hint of a tree. Aolis emitted a low grunt as he lowered his head. It was at that moment when he caught the scent of a doe. There was only one. He sniffed a few more times to confirm the scent.
Cautiously he continued up the slope of the range. He did not wish to rush as he knew the conditions of the slope could easily cause him to slip or even worse, tumble and fall back to the bottom of the range. With a slightly quickened pace, he kept his steps heavy as he pushed through the snow.
He finally came to an opening where he spotted the doe he had smelled earlier. She was dyed white from head to withers, where she turned into a mix of dark and light blues. One of her forelegs fading into white from her withers as well. He pulled his head up, eyes watching her as she frantically searches the foliage through the snow. Aolis tilted his head, as he was curious as to why she was searching so desperately. He gave a long loud snort, making his presence sound to the doe before he began to slowly walk towards her.
"Do you-" he paused his words for a second. Thinking whether or not he should continue to speak. "Need some help?" He asked, flicking one ear back and the other forward in a curious manner to her behavior and actions.
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