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 Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 1:37 pm
 Up-and-Down knew her way around the squishy bits of land, and rarely got lost. These trees though... Their shadows and shapes were familiar only in an unsettling way, as if she'd only seen them once or twice before. Given her lack of familiarity, though, and being unable to scent anything reminiscent of home, Bob had to admit defeat.
"Bother," she muttered under her breath as her head swiveled back and forth. "I can't be that far off my path. I was only lost in thought for a few... dozen... minutes." Perhaps being honest with herself was not her strongest suit, and she had been chasing a delightfully coloured dragonfly, it's green scales almost purple in reflection. The idea came to her in a moment. "If I follow my hoof prints back, maybe I can find my way back..." But her hoof prints were mucked up from her turning in circles a few too many times, and anything else nearby had back filled with water.
"Stupid... squishy... land." Spying a near by fallen tree, Bob made the jump to it's up-turned side in order to get a higher vantage point. From up here, perhaps she could see something else familiar a little further off. "Ah! There it is.... Home, and dinner, are not too far off." With the sun having only an hour or two left in the sky, she didn't want to get caught in an unfamiliar place. That was something the young colts and fillies did, not full grown adults. At least, not grown up adults. Then again, those types also didn't talk to themselves.
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 6:11 pm
Settle Down had been watching the doe wander past him one, two, and ... Ah, three times. A bemused smirk sat on his face and as she stopped, he assumed so she could figure out where she was, an eyebrow raised. She was talking to herself and as he tried desperately to eavesdrop Settle caught the word of all words. 'Dinner'. He licked his lips and narrowed his eyes. This doe was now a prime target for his "blind fortunes" act.
Coughing, as though feeble and ill, he shifted slightly out of the dappled shade he'd been using to camouflage himself. As he did so he schooled his eyes to look at her without actually focusing on her. All to play up that he knew she was there, but couldn't see her. "Are you lost?" The question was simple enough. "For your help to a safer place and a bite to eat I can use my mind's eye to help you get home ... And maybe tell your fortune as well?"
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 8:42 pm
The shadows she'd been peering in to moved! With a gasp, she startled and lost her footing, resulting in a rather undignified sprawl across the log. "I'm not.... Lost," she began, trying to smooth over her slip and make it look intentional. "I'm Bob." The aforementioned doe looked more closely at the buck before her. There was something about him... Something familiar, but not. And something off as well. He appeared to be staring fixedly at her upper ear. Or maybe at the tree behind her. Swiveling her neck to take a look, she saw nothing terribly interesting. Must be her ear.
'I will admit to not being terribly familiar with this bit of land, however. Do you know the way back to the waterfall by the blue stream?" It wasn't really a waterfall, only being shoulder high, but the blueness of the water was unusual and marked. It only ran so for a few lengths before the swamp reclaimed it back to it's more typical greenyish colouration. It shouldn't be too far away and would provide a bit of shelter and a cache of roots for dinner. Maybe a lizard if she was lucky! "Or uh, maybe where the kikote pass.... Pardon, why is my ear so fascinating? I can't really see it myself, but you seem interested. I've been told it's not terribly tasty."
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