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Still smarting after the disastrous meeting with that group of does he wandered off towards wherever. He had no particular destination in mind, he was to far in his feelings to even pay attention to where his legs were taking him.

He had at least made a friend earlier, that young buck just seemed to come out of nowhere and found him in a very uncomfortable position. He later found out that the buck had a name and it was Fiontan. He was very understanding and talked to him as if he actually mattered. Which was odd to him. He knew his worth why didn't those does?

Tried as he did Fiontan just made him angrier and embarrassed although he pretended to feel better so he would wander off and leave him be. Now as time has passed he began to long for the company.

His mind was racing, the thoughts were all over the place. He tried to focus on one thought at a time but he was unsuccessful. He felt depleted and quite frankly unwanted. His steps slowed and he began to just shut down.

Struggling to place one hoof in front of the other, his head down and slowly plodding along with the despair he was feeling began to grow. Try as he may nothing seemed to calm him.

To him time held no meaning, all he knew was to keep moving hoping it would help him calm himself enough to relax.

He heard a breeze ruffle the leaves on the trees around him, the bushes that lined the road he was on seemed to sing to him. He heard the sounds of various animals around him but he could not see any. The air had changed, it felt almost reverent.

He kept walking in the direction he was headed the area got more and more desolate. The woods seemed to dwindle as did the lovely bushes, no more animal sounds. He felt bereft but something felt right about heading towards whatever was pulling him. Yes, he suddenly realized that he felt a "pull" to go in this particular direction. Why? He had no clue until he realized where he was.

He was in the desolate wasteland and the Grandfather Tree was beckoning him to enter and give homage. He knew to disobey was foolish and extremely rude so he continued on towards his destination.

Climbing up a small incline, he suddenly sees what he had come for. There in the middle of the plateau was the Grandfather Tree. Standing tall, proud, and magnificent among the barren lands that surrounded it.

Stopping in front of the tree he whispered " I have heard the call I am here. What do you wish of me?" with that he waited.

W/C: 461

An old doe is about to pass into the next life, but she has amassed a collection of wayfinder stones to help her seek out new life in the barrens. She asks every young noul to tell her a story of their greatest accomplishment in order to earn one of her stones.
What do you do?




Standing there awaiting the Grandfather Tree to give some sign of his being noticed. Awarkadly standing there, he began to feel very uncomfortable. The feeling began to get stronger it felt like he had offended the Grandfather Tree in some manner and he was unsure of what infraction he had done to cause this feeling.

Not wanting to offend the Tree any further he slowly lowered his head even more and his eyes firmly on the ground in front of him he backed away very slowly. He kept his expression neutral and his pose submissive as he backed away.

He did not lift his head until he had cleared the crest of the hill that he had initially come down to begin his homage to the Grandfather Tree.

He sighed in defeat and made his way back the way he had come. He took his time, since he was like he was being watched. He casually stopped to admire the surroundings, letting his eyes wander about as if in curiosity as to what was around him. Not taking notice of anything unusual he waited a while before continuing on his journey home.

Taking a few steps further, he reveled in the lush green scenery that dotted the landscape in front of him. He detested the desolate area he was just left, it left him feeling empty.

The air felt lighter, the smell was intoxicating to him. The unmistakable sound of water filled the air and he trotted over to enjoy a cool drink. Lowering his head, he reveled in the cool sweet tang of the water on his tongue when a shadow appeared in the water and around the ground near him.

Startled, he jumped back causing water to splash as his front hooves hit the banks. He was ready to defend himself when he realized standing close to him was an old doe who seemed wisened in her age.

The doe seemed to be studying him as if to get a read on him, uncomfortable but not afraid he stood still as she took her time in her appraisal of him.

After a time she spoke, soft, and strong these words "Young male, my time approaches. I travel around our lands to find those who have stories of their greatest accomplishments. In return I may grant you one of my wayfinder stones as a gift. Will you give this old doe a few moments of your time to pass on tales of our journies among our lands? her eyes seemed to twinkle with anticipation of his response.

Arabryn was taken aback with her words, he assumed she would ask for food or water. Not his greatest accomplishment! His mind whirled with what he could say to her and make her happy, but he knew in his heart he had no greatest accomplishment. He had no mate, no offspring. His time in these lands were spent trying to impress the females and gain attention, but failing miserably.

His eyes met hers and he took a deep breath before speaking these words to her. "To be honest I have no greatest accomplishment. My time spent on this land has been full of failures. I can not find a mate, nor can I find a decent friend. I spend most of my time alone, which I have become accustomed to. I like the way I am most of the time but every now and again, I regret not having someone in my life to share experiences with"

With that the doe laid down, closed her eyes, and disappeared! Arabryn shook his head in disbelief but there on the ground was something shiny.

Unsure of what to do he walked over to it and bend down to see what it was and then suddenly he was back in front of the Grandfather Tree.

The air had changed, he felt at peace.

W/C: 704
Total W/C: 1165