Be Afraid stood and regarded Tender Teeth for a few moments. Still, silent. The moment broke with a short, contemplative hum from him as he considered what to do next. He knew what needed to be done, this was not the first time the tall buck found himself in this situation. The tall, stoic buck breathed in deeply before turning away from the nest the pair built for their coming brood. A brood that deserved to be strong, discerning. Be Afraid turned away and trotted off.
The series of events that lead to this moment swirled around in his mind while he made his way through the Swamp. Another buck, very sweet, that caught his eye. While Be Afraid was a buck of few words, he was not incapable of showing his affections. Their bond strengthened, he offered Tender Teeth flowers that complimented the ones he wore already. Little did he know, some of them were more special than he'd thought. In hindsight, they did look a little familiar.
So, he found himself looking for another shining eyed kin in the Swamp. The strange one he met last time was an interesting first experience with those touched by the Motherfather. Still, he felt like he learned a lot. With that in mind, he sought out the more populated parts of the Swamp first. The birds quieted down with his approach. He twitched his ears as he looked around. With some searching, he managed to find a few freshly shed, shining feathers. Be Afraid carefully gathered them up before making his way to the less travelled parts of the Swamp to search.
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