Edited and finished up properly
Sir Nameless finally has antlers and I kinda adore them, and the rest of the lines have been touched up and coloured nicer.Alkhana
and Sir Nameless
Winter, Year 750 of the New Age
Windborne, Lower Reaches of Gumtree Hollow
(set before Rue's lifetime ^^)
And just a small snippet of them, because you've had nothing on the fawnling front for months from me
The stag extended his foreleg out and smoothly dragged it back in, catching the foreleg of the dark doe pressed to his side. She hummed quietly, twisting her head into the curls of his throat as she allowed their limbs to tangle together, leaving light furrows in the fresh snow. Her usual scent; something golden and rich, mixed with the faint tang of sea salt and an earthy moss, was faint under the sharp smell of new snow that had tinted everything in sight.
Still, she was warm and pliant at his side and he arched his head over hers in a wasted effort to keep the chill from her delicate face.
He felt the wind race up the open land at their backs, snatching at the shorn mane of his crest and plume of his tail, weaving it with hers. It was getting colder, and yet he had found her here, gazing out across Blackfoot Sound, and it was not the first time.
'Do you miss it?' he whickered quietly.
'Yes', came the quiet reply. She lowered her head, only to nudge him lightly and return. 'But I would miss you more.'
The stag was quiet for a moment, until finally he let out a breath. 'I don't want you to leave, Alka', he said, quietly, and using the nickname he had given her so long ago. 'But I wouldn't make you stay.'
The doe's contented humming turned to a delicate laugh that was blown away on the wind. 'Come, let's go home.'
And she moved from his side, so that the chill quickly rushed against his pelt. She made tracks down and back towards the clearing where their small herd was resting, turning her back on the Sound.
The stag followed her, stretching out his muzzle against her neck as he caught easily up. 'We have no home. That's the point of this herd; we belong to the island.'
The doe laughed again, another musical, fleeting sound as she turned to look at him, stars shining in her eyes as always, even when the sky itself was too clouded to show them. 'Stupid Stag,' she brayed, and the stag, despite her words, couldn't help arching his neck up at her tone. 'You are my home'.
So finally, many thanks to =TigressDesign, Rue finally has an official father (he just doesn't have a name right now ). So this is him and Rue's mother, Alkhana. It's Christmas time in this, since some nice forest critter has braided mistletoe into Alka's tail
I've got a slightly edited version of this that is going to go into the Christmas fawnling lineup, so it's just Rue and Cully to go, now
I have a whole story about these two pretty much straight in my head, but I can't share it until I've told Rue's story, and I can't share that until I clear my to do list, so if anyone's interested in these two, do tell me, and I'll try to share snippets when I can
Time - Five or so hours in total
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Thanks to Tiggs for officialising Stag's design ^^
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