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Aquilo
-Roman god of the cold north wind and the bringer of winter.


ＧＥＮＤＥＲ :
Male

　
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End Of All Things - Panic! at the Disco

Congratz, I love your form and you put alot of effort in. Congratz.

ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ :

Whether near or far
I am always yours

His first steps were covered in ice and frost. Being the last fawn born before winter struck and the first born son of the herd leader, Aquilo was justly nicknamed "The prince of Frost". Aquilo was taught to carry himself with poise and grace, even as the winter winds raged against him. As winter grew stronger many fell victim to its grasp. So many that some of the D.O.Es thought Aquilo was to blame for the blizzards ravaging the land, claiming his late birth as a bad omen.

Any change in time
We are young again

Aquilos elegance and cold disposition made it hard for him to be friends, or even be friendly with the other fawns. That is... until he met her. She was one of the fawns born as the spring flowers started to burst through the snow.
They met in a hidden grove near their home. Something about her captivated Aquilos and he was smitten. They became inseparable.

In these coming years
Many things will change

As they grew older so did their responsibilities they could no longer escape to the secret grove together. Aquilo was now occupied with the roll as prince of the herd. Strutting across the meadow and making sure everyone was safe and in check.
The winds began to grow colder and so was he. Being the prince, he had to withhold a certain dominance over the herd. He unknowingly became arrogant and judgmental, which put a strain in his relationship with his unrequited love. Blinded by his duties as prince he lashed out on her one crisp November day, ultimately driving her away, despite Aquilo's ample apologies.

But the way I feel
Will remain the same

Winter approached once again to imprison the land in its white facade.
It was an ominously quiet winter, the snow fell ever so gently to the frozen floor. Aquilo had to watch the love of his life choose a rival buck over him. He dare not say anything to her rather than keep a sharp eye on the ignorant buck that she kept at her side. Aquilo made sure that the buck never had free time and was assigned the most demeaning tasks. Anything to keep him away from her. The snow shrouded the ground in a thick layer of crystals. Icicles knelled in the tree branches above. Aquilo surveyed the meadow searching for the ethereal doe that haunted his daydreams and nightmares. She was nowhere to be seen and neither was her mate. He began to remember the grove, something he hasn't allowed himself to do in a long time. As his tail brushed past the familiar curves of a hidden path something stirred in the distance. Blood stained the snow beneath him, his ears pricked at the sight of a lifeless body spilling blood onto the blank canvas. Aquilo eyes widened as he recognized the rival buck now mangled with the works of a grizzly bear. Aquilo stepped back hesitantly, staring at the buck that laid before him. Where is she? he asked himself. Aquilo ran as fast as he could, back in time to the old grove where they use to play.

Lay us down
We're in love
Lay us down
We're in love

As if time itself froze so did Aquilo. Devastated with grief and distraught, Aquilo could do nothing but shake his head in disbelief. With each tremulous step he slowly crossed the wreckage. There, lying in the grass, was she. Aquilo fell next to her, in so much disbelief that he couldn't speak just stare at her limp body with tears streaming. He wrapped his halo tail around her and cradled her body in his, letting the tears fall.
"Aquilo?" He heard the body whisper. As he opened his eyes she was looking at him, and as if using every muscle in her body... she smiled. Aquilo held her tighter until she fell limp and cold. Even as the snow piled on, he could not leave her.
"I was supposed to keep you safe." He whispered.

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Aquilo shares many traits with the season In which he was born. Appearing very cold, sarcastic, and even malicious.
He doesn't really converse unless it is important or in his best interest. He tends to hold grudges and is extremely spiteful toward those he dislikes.

He struts around with his head held high, concealing any kind of emotions because that is a sign of weakness in Aquilo's eyes.
Despite his cynical demeanor Aquilo can love with his whole being, but he only truly loved one DOE unconditionally.
Since that day in the snow Aquilo is often missing in action, and when he is with the herd he has a cold distant stare, reliving the day she died.

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[sighs_alot]

Thank you so much!
This is my first DOE and I couldn't be happier. /v\

[naturalharmony.]

congrats! the story is so sad but cute at the same time, and that art is gorgeous! <3

[PerfectWorld]

congrats c: