She walked through the swamp, pondering if she wanted to go see the excitement of the festival. It was pretty cold the last time that she was a part of something this big. Wings Sleep shuffled her hooves. Her companion trotted ahead of her, yipping to get the doe to move. There was something the rox wanted to show her and he was getting annoyed at the slow pace. "Oh easy, Moon Eyes. I will get there soon enough." She chuckled at the little guy. He was in such a rush for her, and he should know by now she wasn't always the quickest to move. She liked to dance with the sounds around her.
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Hope this works for a start
The weather was decent today despite the time of year, and Towards the Sun was soaking in the last of the nice days. He was relaxing on a mostly dry patch of grass next to a shallow bit of swamp, having found a little patch of sun to warm himself in. The stiff stock of a cattail - without the puffy brown bit on the end, he had broken that off - hung between his lips as he chewed on it thoughtfully. What to do with his day...laying around was always an option, but he had done that yesterday. And the day before. And the day before that. His legs were begging to be stretched, and yet he couldn't think of anything to do.