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The chill air of the early mourning nipped against his cheek. He shivered a bit before he heard a familiar coo of affection. He opened one of his eyes to see his white guardian standing over him. He made a slight chirp before sitting up wagging his stumpy tail rubbing against it's leg. The guardian looked down at Kells before beginning to walk in a single direction.

Kells let out an happy chirp bounding after his guardian, being careful to keep close to them, yet strayed enough to inspect every little thing that came near them. The guardian didn't seem to pay much attention and continued forward. The ground started to become very flush and healthy. The sound of slight running water could be heard, yet the noise was foreign to Kells. He hadn't heard it as of yet. He kept close to his guardian, he knew that it would never lead him to danger, yet he was still wary of the noise.

As soon as the crisp blue stream came into view Kells knew what it was immediately. He had seen his guardian give it to him before. He looked up to where his guardian should have been, but they were gone. He knew that it was letting him do as he wished and he ran towards the small stream. There was a freshly fallen tree that could have been knocked over for many of reasons, and it seemed to be the perfect perch to observe the stream. He hoped up onto it, holding on a bit as his balance evened out. He walked to the middle and sat, begging to paw at the water.

He seemed to sit there for what seemed like moons staring into the shiny reflection, before the coo of his guardian finally snapped him from the gaze. It motioned to the edge of the water, dipping it's head down and began to drink. Kells tilted his head, before jumping down from the log, bounding over in the stream to the white figure. He looked at it for a while before he mimicked it, taking a drink himself. The figure let out a happy coo before turning and heading back to where they had begun. Kells bounded after them wagging his stumpy little tail.

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Development for Kells Yay!

So the light deer looking thing in the back of the picture Kells guardian. It is a forest Nymph that took pity on the little guy and took him in. It doesn't speak any form of language, so neither does Kells. Perhaps one day!

And now Kells likes water, Yay! Water good!

Also painting practice

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ᴴᵉ ᶦˢ ᵐʸ ᶰᵉʷ ˢᵒᶰ ᵃᶰᵈ ᴵ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ʰᶦᵐ

Description
The chill air of the early mourning nipped against his cheek. He shivered a bit before he heard a familiar coo of affection. He opened one of his eyes to see his white guardian standing over him. He made a slight chirp before sitting up wagging his stumpy tail rubbing against it's leg. The guardian looked down at Kells before beginning to walk in a single direction.

Kells let out an happy chirp bounding after his guardian, being careful to keep close to them, yet strayed enough to inspect every little thing that came near them. The guardian didn't seem to pay much attention and continued forward. The ground started to become very flush and healthy. The sound of slight running water could be heard, yet the noise was foreign to Kells. He hadn't heard it as of yet. He kept close to his guardian, he knew that it would never lead him to danger, yet he was still wary of the noise.

As soon as the crisp blue stream came into view Kells knew what it was immediately. He had seen his guardian give it to him before. He looked up to where his guardian should have been, but they were gone. He knew that it was letting him do as he wished and he ran towards the small stream. There was a freshly fallen tree that could have been knocked over for many of reasons, and it seemed to be the perfect perch to observe the stream. He hoped up onto it, holding on a bit as his balance evened out. He walked to the middle and sat, begging to paw at the water.

He seemed to sit there for what seemed like moons staring into the shiny reflection, before the coo of his guardian finally snapped him from the gaze. It motioned to the edge of the water, dipping it's head down and began to drink. Kells tilted his head, before jumping down from the log, bounding over in the stream to the white figure. He looked at it for a while before he mimicked it, taking a drink himself. The figure let out a happy coo before turning and heading back to where they had begun. Kells bounded after them wagging his stumpy little tail.

--

Development for Kells Yay!

So the light deer looking thing in the back of the picture Kells guardian. It is a forest Nymph that took pity on the little guy and took him in. It doesn't speak any form of language, so neither does Kells. Perhaps one day!

And now Kells likes water, Yay! Water good!

Also painting practice

4/316

ᴴᵉ ᶦˢ ᵐʸ ᶰᵉʷ ˢᵒᶰ ᵃᶰᵈ ᴵ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ʰᶦᵐ