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And against who do you think you are talking to?

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Featuring Ysabeau
Year 755 of the New Age - Late summer
Blackwood/Oakfern - cave tunnel area

The dark patched doe snorted when she fell the light of the sun on her back. It was like a flame that touched her skin, like a flashlight in her eyes. She needed a few minutes to get used to the bright light, even when her vision would never be perfect when she was outside her beloved tunnels.

Ysabeau shook her body before she moved on. She had taken one of the tunnels that lead into the Blackwood territory. It was a tunnel hidden between some rocks. The large brutes from Blackwood would never be able to fit in and it was well hidden between the bushes and other rocks. And handy passage ... which she gladly used when she needed to fill in her herb collection again. The summer was going towards it's end, rut was standing before the door. She could feel the tension rising inside the caves ... that between stags and does. Some stags were already sharpen their horns and some does were going to shamans, asking for herbs that would raise their fertility ...
And then you have the idiots that would become wounded in battle ... There was nothing against a good fights and then a fighter should carry his scars with pride, but some stags were just to foolish and should have known better then thinking they could get the doe's ...

She was glad that her own son was still to young and to foolish to participate in those fights. It was a good and strong boy... but that was it. And no, Beau didn't had any plans to be a prize this season. She didn't had the need to get another furball at her legs ...

As sneaky as she was, she walked trough the giant trees like a shadow. Here and there she picked a leave from the ground, berries from some bushes.
"Ahh .." she said when her eyes dropped one some pale colored, almost jelly looking moss.
"Milkwort." And as quickly as she could, she scraped the moss of the tree. Some does asked for this herb, a contraceptive for not falling pregnant ... and if nobody used it like that, it was a nice herb to raise water magic.

"Well what do we have here?" a sudden voice said. Ysabeau jumped around, only to see a tall bay stag looking at her. She could almost run under his belly with his size. "Hey soldier, come over here." Not only a second later, another stag came on the seen.
How could she have been so stupid! this was a fawns mistake! she was better then this ... she wasn't a rat that could be caught by a cat ... 
"Seems like we are gonna have some fun next autumn." the bay stag said with a grin.
"Is that so?" Ysabeau smirked. "I hope you enjoy your boyfriend."
the grin on the stags face faded away. "You little ... against who do you think you are talking?!" He made a move, jumping forward, but the small Oakfern doe was way quicker then a Blackwood brute.
She giggled when the stag saw he was simply to slow for the sooty doe.

"I'll get her!" the other soldier said and also he made his try, to only end up with a scratch from Ysabeau's small rack.
"Seems like I am having fun with you." her voice was soft, sweet but spoken on a teasing way.
She kept jumping between the Blackwood's legs, like a little fawn, taunting them that they weren't able to catch her.
Eventually she ran, dashing trough the bushes. The 2 soldiers followed her ... just like she wanted.
The stags were so full of anger that they didn't looked where they were running to and so they were not able to see the small lake they were running to.

With a small jump, Ysabeau dove trough the bushes around the lake and before she landed in the water, she froze the water under her hooves, just thick enough to carry her. The heavy and big stags were doomed to fall in the lake.
One of them was able to swim out pretty quickly, the bay one one the other hand, didn't seemed to be able to swim so well.
End then Ysabeau's game started ... she froze the water around the stags head.
"Seems like you are in my game now." her face marked with a smile, her brown eyes blinking like the sweetest doe.
"You witch!! You can not hurt me!!" the stag yelled, smashing with his hooves in the water, but the ice around his neck prevented him from moving.
"And against who do you think you talking to?" One last smile and then a flick of her tail. the last thing the stag saw was a wave of water, coming right at him ...


Started to sketch this last evening :XD: so it looks somewhat out of proportion I think.
But I was finally able to draw my precious Oakfern lady :p

Ysabeau (c) Jian89
Fawnling breed (c) Fawnlings

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Oh, this was fun! Poor BW's didn't know what they were getting themselves into XD