Loneliness is liked a thousand bee stings {Open}

This place was so strange, so quiet. He'd been here for weeks now, maybe months. It was quiet strange, if he were to be honest, but he did not mind it. In fact, he liked it here - it was better than the other world, the world he'd come from, and there was magic here. Magic! Who would have ever believed that such a thing existed? Pine had never been much of a believer in magic, it had always just been a myth, a child's tale, but now he lived in a forest full of it. Spirits, the walking dead, immortals, stories of grandeur... The large buck chuckled and shook his head, antlers heavy, dark eyes carefully scanning the quiet meadow he'd stumbled upon a few days ago. It reminded him of the place he'd been with his friends before the cougar appeared and chased them off. He'd ended up here, after that, for no reason he could think of. He'd pondered, wondering if he was dead, but he could not remember ever being attacked...

Shrugging off the curious question, the lone deer huffed hesitantly at the long blades of grass beneath his cloven hooves, his slender pillars moving him cautiously forward. Even here, it was not safe to voyage alone. There were predators lurking in the shadows. He'd heard tales of a massive black wolf the size of a horse that lived here! He shuddered at the thought, teeth tugging at a few blades of grass before a sudden call made him jump. "Is anyone out there?" He snorted, body tense, pillars once more in motion as he drew closer to the damsel's vocals.

"There are others here, yes," he greeted her gently, tipping his head as a sign of respect. "My name is Pine. I take it you've just... arrived here?"


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A worried look crossed his mug when the doe turned her had toward him so quickly and he snorted softly, invisible brow furrowing as he observed her. It seemed that, despite his careful approach, he had startled her. He wasn't too surprised, to be honest. Most does, especially in places they were unfamiliar with, were usually more skittish than bucks. At least she had not fled from him. He doubted he would look very welcoming if he started chasing after her... Hopefully their meeting wouldn't come down to that. Pine would hate to make himself look like a jerk. He took another careful step toward her but was careful not to invade her personal space, his large five hundred pound bodice rippling with muscles beneath his soft, brown pelt.

Standing eight feet tall at the shoulders, Pine was much larger than the female, his six pound antlers a startling twenty-eight inches long. It was no surprise she seemed so wide-eyed! "H-hello. My name is Fae Jay, but you can call me Fae or Jay,which ever tickles your fancy.. and yes, I just 'arrived' here, where ever 'here' is." He smiled at her kindly, turning to gaze around the perimeter of the meadow. "Ah, yes, I figured you were new here. You looked pretty confused!" he teased lightly with a soft chuckle. "I'm Pine and this, well... I'm not really sure where it is, but I know that some of the creatures have just taken to calling it The Forest."

He shrugged, pausing to allow the female to speak once more. "Have you seen anyone else so far?" He took a moment to think about it, remembering the few creatures he'd stumbled upon since his own arrival in this strange, alluring place. "There are others here. I don't for sure know how many, but I know that there are others. I've met a few."

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