04-13-2018, 03:14 AM
This buck, this "fallen star" so to speak, was very...strange. While the dark doe waited for a response from him, she took a moment to examine him, gleaming green eyes scanning over his figure and taking in the major details, since he wasn't out in the open to see those that were hidden in shadow. Dark pelt dappled with lighter spots, small fangs jutting from his upper-lip, feathery wings, what appeared to be a long tail similar to her own, tall white antlers, and...three eyes. She hadn't intended to stare, but that third eye was very mind-boggling and unusual. It was hard not to look at, for no deer that she had ever seen in all of Idris had this feature.
Her thoughts were interrupted before she could further question his appearance. A single word, or name rather, went through her head, which she could only assume was another strange ability of the buck before her. She presumed that Valentine was his name, but right after the name went through her head, she got that strange feeling from before. It was like she was sensing what felt like emotion but wasn't feeling it. The first time it had happened, it was generally easy to understand what the meaning behind it was. But this time was a little more difficult. Her eyes remained locked onto the star-covered buck, filled with true confusion for a moment, but it faded away quickly. Honestly, she didn't have a clue what he had tried to "send" her this time. Luckily for the male, the thought of telling her own name went through her head on its own rather than being derived from his generated feeling of curiosity.
"I am Nyosit." For a moment, a look of understanding, or perhaps minute conflict, went across the buck's face. Desiphering what exactly he was thinking wasn't easy, but it almost never was. In this situation, understanding what this buck was feeling, thinking, or doing were all more difficult, for he was unlike her. He had fallen from the sky, a fully-grown deer born from the stars and dropped on earth with many others of his kind. At this thought, another question ran through her mind, coming out of her mouth the moment it occured. "What are you?"
Perhaps to some this question may have almost seemed offensive, given the circumstances, but it was an inquiry worth the risk. As sort of "racist" it would likely turn out, should the encounter come to that, he was a deer, but he wasn't a deer like her. In her mind, he almost wasn't required to recieve respect or have the same freedoms as she. She didn't think of herself as higher than he, nor did she believe that she was superior in race to him, but...he had fallen from the sky. In an asteroid that was on fire. She had briefly seen him fly away from said broken asteroid. He had a lot of questions to answer, as did the rest of his kind. Thesereatures weren't going to just fall from the heavens in flaming balls of glory and just live normal lives among the Orian. She could only hope that they knew this.
Her thoughts were interrupted before she could further question his appearance. A single word, or name rather, went through her head, which she could only assume was another strange ability of the buck before her. She presumed that Valentine was his name, but right after the name went through her head, she got that strange feeling from before. It was like she was sensing what felt like emotion but wasn't feeling it. The first time it had happened, it was generally easy to understand what the meaning behind it was. But this time was a little more difficult. Her eyes remained locked onto the star-covered buck, filled with true confusion for a moment, but it faded away quickly. Honestly, she didn't have a clue what he had tried to "send" her this time. Luckily for the male, the thought of telling her own name went through her head on its own rather than being derived from his generated feeling of curiosity.
"I am Nyosit." For a moment, a look of understanding, or perhaps minute conflict, went across the buck's face. Desiphering what exactly he was thinking wasn't easy, but it almost never was. In this situation, understanding what this buck was feeling, thinking, or doing were all more difficult, for he was unlike her. He had fallen from the sky, a fully-grown deer born from the stars and dropped on earth with many others of his kind. At this thought, another question ran through her mind, coming out of her mouth the moment it occured. "What are you?"
Perhaps to some this question may have almost seemed offensive, given the circumstances, but it was an inquiry worth the risk. As sort of "racist" it would likely turn out, should the encounter come to that, he was a deer, but he wasn't a deer like her. In her mind, he almost wasn't required to recieve respect or have the same freedoms as she. She didn't think of herself as higher than he, nor did she believe that she was superior in race to him, but...he had fallen from the sky. In an asteroid that was on fire. She had briefly seen him fly away from said broken asteroid. He had a lot of questions to answer, as did the rest of his kind. Thesereatures weren't going to just fall from the heavens in flaming balls of glory and just live normal lives among the Orian. She could only hope that they knew this.
Doe || 2yrs || Orian || Wanderer
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