Deer Oc Novels & Stories

Looking at the animals, Zephyra knew there at least were some deer, possum, coyote, and even skunks. Some even looked young, born a month or two ago at most. Bile rose in her throat, and her stomach flipped, landing with a sickening flop. Zephyra covered her nose and mouth again, wondering what could have done this. She took a few steps back from the pile of carcasses when she heard a sound coming from her right. Acting on pure instinct, Zephyra grabbed an arrow from her quiver, notched it, and drew it, ready to fire.

5th January 2028, Dust kicks out underneath us, the dried dead leaves crunching as the car comes to a halt, and I step out immediately. The warmth of the car disappears the moment I step down on the dirt path covered in dried leaves, my breath coming out in wisps of fog every time I exhale.

"my thoughts exactly, what you got in mind?" "Our hidden firework stash in the barn" "Yes," Acre says with a big grin, I can feel the excitement radiating off him, his wolf Forest is jumping around with excitement and Abyss my wolf he's just as excited, he's tipping at me. All of a sudden I feel Acres excitement deflate and Forest is on alert, Acre has frozen staring at the t.v. screen, in confusion I turn to see what he's looking at and there she is on the screen clinging to another girl, I looked closely at her long brown hair and big wide brown eyes, she was radiating fear

"You should some rest now." I did not sleep, even though I went inside and lay on the bed roll he provided for me. I was afraid that if I close my eyes, MOLART will kill himself. ~~~~ I was awoken by a shrill cry and then MOLART rushed into my cave and tapped me. I sat up, staring at him confusion. "What's going on?" I asked. "That's the cry of the Doraco. It is an evil creature that kills once it passes on its prey. It is like smoke, and this could be tricky. I have not encountered it for years."

‘’Our Great ruler. DEOS V-End

Petting his head, letting him know he was forgive i I turned to the doe. “Are you hurt?” I knelt down, her head laid on the branches beside me. Petting her gently, her tense body softened, only to hear a hurtful moan. “What’s wrong?” Creed’s warm body knelt beside me. The doe, sensing a dragon’s presence, tried to get up only for us to feel a vibration into the soil. It came from Creed’s chest. It was so deep it sunk into the dirt, rattling the bushes of the freshly fallen snow. The doe abruptly relaxed, laid its head back down on the snow that was now covering the ground.

He yipped with excitement, it ran through his blood and mine like wine. The female deer was downwind from us, grazing at the lake’s edge. Blaze circled the unsuspecting doe, keeping low to the ground. She lifted her head and her huge ears pricked up. It must have been something else that warned her because Blaze’s careful footing didn’t even stir a leaf.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

He leaned down slightly, his breath hot against my cold face, and delivered his final, crushing sentence in a low whisper. "Who do you think you are? You're not a god, Danny. You're just a dog."

Weight: 28 to 34 kilograms Color and appearance: The Dorcas is an even-toed ungulate with black fur, which is set off in the face with a blue mask. Size and shape are almost identical to a Capreolus (deer). The protruding back crest serves as a distinguishing mark in this breed, the ends of which also turn blue during the mating season. The male descendants of this species have three-ended antlers equipped with poison glands. The ears can be turned in all directions. Character: Curious and out and about both individually and in groups of several animals.