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(If I win him he would be my first! Such a beautiful species..)
username;_CoffeeBean_
cd name; Addicus
cd gender and orientation; male, pansexual
story;
When I was younger, I was missing something nearly everyone had. I was raised by a herd of deer, the doe who took me in was named Lunar and she gave me my name. She called me Addi and kept the buck from hurting me or exiling me to die out in the woods. She had lost her fawn Ki due to wolves raiding the meadow and the Fawn lagging behind, and when she came to save the fawn it was to late. She had scars all over her back legs to prove it.. When she saw me bundled up in a snow hole she pulled me out by the scruff of my neck and kept me close to her.. her warmth was truly comforting. The buck did not like that she took me in, and always glared at me. When i got older he would paw the ground and treat me like competition. I wasn't even trying to fight him, but he thought I was and constantly threatened to ram his shiny antlers into me. As I got older there were other fawns which thought I was very odd looking and didn't want to play with me. I didn't mind and would just go play in the snow or in spring in the dirt or go chasing birds through the forest. I always got dirty and sometimes my silky mane got messy.. Lunar did not like it when I got messy.
When I was full-grown the buck could barely tolerate me and constantly nagged at Lunar to chase him off.. "He is old enough now, boot him before I do!" I overheard one day. It hurt me, and when my mother came with a heavy sigh I was sure this would be the last time I lay among the herd. She didn't say anything and than I heard the call, wolves were nearby and we needed to get a move on. We started out walking, than we turned to jogging, running, and finally we were all darting in different directions in fear as wolves snarled and chased after us. I could feel their saliva lap against my heels as I ran as close as I could to Lunar. I could hear them laughing about how strange I was.. My tail was high up like everyone else, they said it was a mechanism to mess with them.. I can't remember much for it's been awhile. Suddenly I felt my haunches being bitten and than there was a wolf on each side of me. I screeched in fear as my mother cried out and ran to help me, but a few wolves pushed her back.. one was missing an eye and had scars on it "Heh.. your that little weasel who took my eye.. you know your fawn was quiet the good meal" I overheard as my front legs collapsed and i could feel sticky drool making my fur stick together. I growled and something took over me and I fought back. My fangs gnashed at their faces, my fangs teared out fur with my claws, I could feel hearts pumping as I bit into them. My body ached and hurt as they tried to subdue me back to the ground were they would end me.. NO! I rushed at my mother's direction and attacked the first one I saw. Exhausted and tired I barely won, but they ended up retreating anyways due to lack of members being able to hunt or more less fight back.
Th herd regrouped that night, I could barely stand as my mother carried me on her back. The buck was furious, but thanked me. A week or so later I knew I could not stay.. it was breeding season once more for the deer and the buck was already thinking I was a challenger trying to take his doe when i had no interest in the scent or well the does in general. Giving my farewells I left.. It hurt me deeply and I long to see them once more, but I knew it was for the best. I often sit back and wonder how my mother is.. I long to see her again and wonder if she will remember me or forget me.. like dogs does don;t always remember their offspring, than again I wasn't her offspring or her own.. but she treated me like so.
