When Deidre awoke, the sun's warmth had only just begun to creep into the forest. Deidre was nestled into the space between the trunk of a tree, and a branch growing out of it, high in the tree. As she began to wake, she disrupted the leaf she had pulled onto herself as protection, the night before. Deidre uncurled herself from the ball she had managed to roll herself into, and began to flex her muscles, stretching out the sleep in her. Big yawns stretched her face, and she rubbed her eyes, trying to get used to the light, dim as it may be. Rustling her hair, the fairy began to listen for the familiar sounds of the forest.
Something was different today. The bugs and insects still buzzed, but it seemed more like a panicked frenzy. The birds still chirped, but there songs no longer played, and when they did peep a sound, it was curious, and unsure. Even the breeze that floated though the forest seemed disrupted somehow. This could only mean one thing. "Great, visitors."
Deidre decided to go on in her day as she always had. She flew to the west side of the forest to watch the baby deer wake up, and make its clumsy way though the forest, behind its mother. Then she greeted her empty, grumbling stomach, with a berry patch, she had found on the north side. When sticky, rd, juice covered her face and hands, Deidre took herself to the little stream, and dunked herself in.
Curiosity, about what had disrupted the forest, itched on her mind all morning. For the most part, this depressed little fairy could keep her nose on a chain, but for some, today was not her day. After her hair and clothes were dry, Deidre made her way over to that side of the forest.
As she flew, Deidre saw less and less wildlife roaming around the forest. If anyone knew were to look for wildlife, they would find plenty, but Deidre had lived here for so long, that she could tell that the amount of animal's had decreased by half on this side. The further south Deidre flew the more odd sounds she heard. Not talking, or axes like she had heard in the past, but odd popping, clicking sounds. Then, when Deidre was right on the sound, it stopped. "What the hell..." Deidre began, but was cut off. This something, or someone, walked right through the trees at Deidre, scarring her into a large bush. Unfortunately for her, the bush had needless, and the leap into it caused a large gash on her upper right arm and right calf. "Great," she said aloud, "another freakin' scar." Deidre wrapped the wounds with a bit of leaf, and barrowed some of a spiders web to tie it off. She tied it, not to stop bleeding, for she hadn't bled in 170 years, but to cover the place where her skin fell off of the bones. She didn't want to scare this person.
Deidre missed bleeding. Not because it made a crimson mess, and the stains never came out. And definitely not because of the pain that never felt worst than the emotions. She missed bleeding, because it made her feel -ALIVE-. Now she was just an empty soul, wandering around, waiting for something, but for what, she didn't know. She just flew around her mistake of a home, whishing she were alive, or truly dead. Wondering what kept her tortured soul here, and yearning for a companion., or even just someone. They didn't have to be a friend.
Deidre fallowed the sounds of this person for about five minutes when it stopped, and sat down. Deidre pocked her head around a couple of leafs in order to see them, and then she quickly stole over o the other side of the large tree, to hid herself. "Just go introduce yourself. But what if they just freak out or something?" Deirdre always did this, when trying to meet new people, who stubble across her path. The problem was, she would argue with herself and before she made up her mind to do it, they would be gone. "Deidre, they will leave soon! Just do it!" Finally, the little fairy flew around the tree and landed on a rock not far from where this person sat. Walking to the en d of the rock Deirdre looked up to the towering figure in front of her, and said as loud as she could, "Hello, my name is Deidre."
((: You can be the person, or you could come in another way, it doesn't matter to me. If you have any questions about the post or Deirdre, feel free to ask :))