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Uller sighed as he sat outside today. He looked up at the murky sky and shook his head. Sometimes he missed the sun he got in the human world. Hugging those humans, while it had it's up and downs, wasn't a bad experiance, honestly. It taught him things; some of the ghoul humans were nice. They hugged a lot and tried to take care of him if he looked lost. That had been something he wasn't used to. Even back home his parents didn't coddle him like that. It made a boil weak. Uller's dad wouldn't have a weak boil.

So, he wasn't coddled. Being the only child his parents ever had, it was hard. He wanted a hug from time to time when he was little. As he got older, Glasere grew uncaring and cold to affection. He didn't need it, he didn't crave it like he thought he would. His little ghoul cousins did, but as far as this Stag was concerned, hugs and kisses or pats on the back wasn't something he really wanted.

Sun, on the other hand... Was nice. If he was in the shade like he had been, anyway. That had been comfortable for the White Stag. Oh, well. He couldn't have everything he wanted, now could he?

He was laying on the grass on a blanket he had brought from his dorm room. The air about him was slightly cooler than the rest, but that was for his own comfortability. Blizzard and his other minis were asleep in the room in their cages, so he really didn't have to worry about too much at this point in time. Other than some classes and field trips he'd signed up for, but those were stil a little ways away.

By the time the other was outside, Uller had pulled a book from his pocket. It was a well worn book. The cover wasn't visible considering he had it folded in half. The stag, however, was completely lost in this book. The murder had just taken place and the detective hadn't the slightest clue his girlfriend was the killer. He loved books like this. It sent a chill down his spin, no pun intended, to think that someone could lead their lover on like that. It was like living two separate lives.

He turned a page and shifted to lay on his stomach, book on the ground in front of him and feet in the air, swaying back and forth casually. Just as he was getting to a good part, the rustling started and startled the stag out of his happy place and into one of discontentment. What the jack was rolling around so wildly? A frown appeared on his face as he looked around and spotted a familiar face.

Jack! It was that fox thing again. He just couldn't get away from him, could he? Sighing, Uller sat up and watched Kashi roll around in the grass like a moron. Honestly, what was the big deal with grass and this fox? It was like he was on something, or breathed too many weird fumes or something.

"What's your problem?" He called out, obviously grumpy.