Fawn of the forest

[FawnLock roleplay blog Might have NSFW, so please be warned Idea completely belongs to these lovely people ----> http://fawnlock.tumblr.com/ My Fawnlock may have variations than the original but most likely not many. He can't talk yet but he can be taught. Sidebar image is mine, all art belongs to others unless otherwise specified. Will roleplay with absolutely anyone but some starters I can't answer to because one would hardly just say 'hello' to a hairy deer-man. I no longer make starters, since a lot of the time people didn't even answer them, so I don't see why I should bother writing them out each time. If you want a starter, give me a poke.]

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Sherlock continued to let out gruff snorts of warning, ears flattened to his head until it was clear that Jo was not worried, Vick seemed annoyed but also not concerned by the presence of this creature, one like her husband.

Moving forward, he moved past Vick and Jo to sniff at him, his ears now up and twitching, he was going to be polite this time.

Pressing a hand to his chest, he looked the man in the eyes. “Sherlock.” He said simply, introducing himself.

Then his hand moved to Charlie’s chest, looking at him expectantly, they had all said so many words that he wasn’t sure which was this creatures name, so he wanted to be sure.

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When Sherlock moved towards him, Charlie squeaked softly and made himself look smaller behind Joseph. Then he realised that the fawn was actually introducing himself. He looked up at him. ‘Ch-Charlie…’ He mumbled. 

'Don't be afraid.' Joseph whispered to Charlie. 'He is very nice.'

'A-are you adopting him or something?' Charlie mumbled.

'He'll just stay for a few days.' Joseph replied.

'Can we go in now? I'm starving and I want a shower.' Vick said, walking towards the door, shooting a threatening glare at Charlie.

'And maybe check on your daughters that missed you terribly.’ Charlie spat at her.

Suddenly, she turned around and in less than a second she had Charlie pressed against the wall with her knife against his neck right over the thick scar that she had made on him a few years back. ‘I will pretend I didn’t hear that.’ She hissed dangerously. 

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Charlie. It seemed easy enough to say, his brows furrowed a little as he repeated it in his head a few time before trying it out. "C-Ch.. Char-lee." He managed, looking entirely proud of himself but it was interrupted as suddenly there was a lot of motion. Vick had Charlie pressed against the wall, earning a look of wide eyed confusion from the fawn. Still, he knew he had to defend Vick, she was his favourite and the one that cared about him the most. Padding from one foot to the other, he let out a displeased snort, angling his antlers down. He could easily kill Charlie now that he was pinned against the wall but he was confused as Jo had said they were friends, he didn't want to kill a friend. "Vick." Sherlock whined, his ears pressed down to his head, still letting out small displeased huffs at the aggression.

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The little one was lucky that she was so small, a stray bullet was unlikely to hit her but he made for a large target.

He had to suppress a yelp as one tore through his floppy ear, leaving a clean break through it.

Quickly as he could, he moved from tree to tree, using the branches and steady footwork to get them away from those with the guns.

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Eventually, the sounds of screaming and gunshots faded away. Lori relaxed a small bit before turning to inspect Sherlock’s wound. “You need to stop and relax so we can fix that!”

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Slowly and carefully, Sherlock climbed down the tree, landing on the floor with a thud. His ear hurt and he just wanted to curl up, hoping that the little creature could fix it for him. 

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Sherlock huffed as the other man spoke, though it seemed his human was talking with him calmly, something he wasn’t understanding really because he had thought he was an intruder.

Letting go of his human, he moved closer to the other man, sniffing at him with small huffed breath.

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Clearly private Keenan was not as comfortable around the creature as Rippner was; the tense nature of his body language indicated that much, the sharp furrow of his brow also.

"It’s alright, mate. He ain’t gonna hurt ya." Reassured Angelo with a nod, to which the other relaxed moderately. "He’s just protective. Got shot n’ all."

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Sherlock tilted his head a little as the man seemed to stiffen momentarily, wary of him entirely and ready to defend himself but it was a false alarm. This human was a friend, another one to protect, it was like having a herd again.

Smiling, he sat down, patting the ground in welcome for the other man to do so as well, his tail wriggling around happily.

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Antlers and blind eyes. [Fawnlock/Fleurette ]

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Every time the human smiled, he wished to hold her ever closer but there was only so close two people could get, which was entirely frustrating to him. “Ngh..” He huffed against her hair, letting the fingers trail over his fur, deciding that he would perhaps bring her to the Samhain celebration of the fae that would soon be within the forest.

Though, he wasn’t sure how she would like it, since he didn’t know how to explain it to her.

[transcendedhumanity-blog]

Blindness coined only hindrance; for one who could not speak, it was perhaps deemed as mildly frustrating as a lack of communication could be conveyed. Aspects could be dictated through body language and gestures to surroundings, however, Fleurette could not see. His thoughts were something that Fleurette wished not to pry into, lest she find an unspoken tongue or the notion of looking into his mind was frightening to him.

The soft huff instilled a chuckle, fingertips trailing softly behind his ear whilst the other hand dipped to stroke at the fur along his waist.

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As he laid still, snuggled up to her with fingers trailing in his fur, he tried to think of a way the two of them could could communicate. There had to be a way, something other than touches and noises, there had to be a way this beautiful creature could talk to him. She was a goddess of light, that much he was certain of, one that had been held captive by the humans and that only made him hold more anger toward their kind. How dare they trap something so beautiful?

Whining softly, he licked a stripe up her cheek, even thinking of what she went through made him want to protect her all the more.

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Apologies to those I owe.

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Antlers and blind eyes. [Fawnlock/Fleurette ]

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The kiss was a surprise and he let out a small snort, almost a chuckle, he wasn’t sure what that motion was supposed to be but he didn’t mind it. Leaning in, he pressed his lips tentatively to her face, not sure if he was doing it right but at least he was trying to imitate her, trying to make her feel more at home.

[transcendedhumanity-blog]

The notion of attempting to imitate human actions brought a pleasant warmth to Fleurette’s chest that accompanied a slight chuckle; she had smiled more in the company of this wonderful being than she had ever done in the laboratories, indicating that the sick, twisted nature of humanity was enough to drive her away, to destroy them and start anew.

Stroking softly under his chin, she trailed her fingertips along his jawline in an affectionate manner.

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Every time the human smiled, he wished to hold her ever closer but there was only so close two people could get, which was entirely frustrating to him. "Ngh.." He huffed against her hair, letting the fingers trail over his fur, deciding that he would perhaps bring her to the Samhain celebration of the fae that would soon be within the forest.

Though, he wasn't sure how she would like it, since he didn't know how to explain it to her.

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Sherlock let out a quiet pleased snort and aimed a kick for the branch, grinning as it snapped and the nest fell at the feet of the hunters.

There was no way they would kill him, nor would they take his small creature, she was his!

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Instantly there was buzzing and screaming. Lori pressed her face into Sherlock’s neck, trembling. 

And then came the stray bullets. 

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The little one was lucky that she was so small, a stray bullet was unlikely to hit her but he made for a large target.

He had to suppress a yelp as one tore through his floppy ear, leaving a clean break through it.

Quickly as he could, he moved from tree to tree, using the branches and steady footwork to get them away from those with the guns.

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Sherlock was just glad for it to be over, he closed his eyes and let out a slow breath at the way Vick petted him behind the ears, it helped him settle down happily.

That was, until he heard an unfamiliar voice and caught the scent of an another dead smelling thing, his ears pressing down to his head and he quickly stepped out in front of Vick to protect her. “No..” He growled, lowering his antlers toward the monster.

"Vick, Jo, no.." He warned, telling them not to fight it, that he would protect them.

His eyes narrowed and he let out huffed snorts through his nose, completely aggitated.

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‘Oh my god!’ Charlie squeaked as he saw the fawn come out of the truck. ‘Oh my god!’ He hid behind Joseph. A fawn, of all things? He didn’t like the idea of his head being detached from his body again, so fighting was the last thing he would do. Run for his life sounded better in his head, but he couldn’t bring himself to step away from the thinner man that was shielding him.

'That's Sherlock.' Joseph said with a sigh. 'Sherlock, this is Charlie. He is our friend.' He turned to pat Charlie's shoulder.

‘What.’ That was the only thing Charlie could utter.

'Our? Yeah, right.' Vick mumbled. 'Go away, Charlie, you make my cupcake uncomfortable.' She turned to Sherlock. 'Don't worry about him, I can kill him faster than he can sob for mercy.'

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Sherlock continued to let out gruff snorts of warning, ears flattened to his head until it was clear that Jo was not worried, Vick seemed annoyed but also not concerned by the presence of this creature, one like her husband.

Moving forward, he moved past Vick and Jo to sniff at him, his ears now up and twitching, he was going to be polite this time.

Pressing a hand to his chest, he looked the man in the eyes. "Sherlock." He said simply, introducing himself.

Then his hand moved to Charlie's chest, looking at him expectantly, they had all said so many words that he wasn't sure which was this creatures name, so he wanted to be sure.

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Sherlock grinned from ear to ear and sat up, halting his tickling attacks on the blonde man, tail batting loudly against the floor. It seemed he had made the man very happy, he could see the smile across his face and the sounds he was making were certainly pleased, ears held up in a pleased manner in response.

[221bjohn]

Looking at the fawnman John smiled brightly, “Hey a smile! I knew you could smile.” Cocking his head John glanced around at the surrounding foliage, “Huh, I wonder how you got here. I mean it must be quite cold some nights and you must not have a house. I think I’d hear about a fawnman living down the way.” John didn’t expect a response he just felt like he should say something.

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Noticing how the human was looking around, he cocked his head and smiled, deciding he would show this friendly human where he lived in case the man ever wished to find him again. Hopefully he wouldn't find himself regretting it, that it would be kept as a secret. Gathering the man's bag and other things up into his arms, he let out a snort and started heading into the forest, expecting the human to be following.

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Sherlock certainly didn’t like this at all, he hoped this wasn’t going to be too long because he would end up having a panic attack, burying his face against Vick’s shoulder and his antlers just resting atop her shoulder itself.

A small whine left his lips as it jolted forward and then started moving but he forced himself to stay calm, to focus on the woman in front of him. On the scents of the forest on her skin and the slight tang of icing in the air. That was better.

Still, he let out slow huffed breaths, controlled and as calm as he could, ears still pressed down in a completely displeased manner.

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'Hey, there..' Vick whispered, gently scratching behind the fawn's ears. 'We arrived now, no more driving in this nasty truck.'

'Woah.' Joseph whined. 'It's not a nasty truck, it's just old.' He got off his seat to open the back door for Sherlock and Vick. 'Hey, buddy, was it that bad?' He whispered, patting Sherlock's shoulder. 'Let's go in, there's cake.'

As soon as Joseph got off the truck, the kitchen door opened. Charlie came running towards him. ‘Did you find her?’ He asked. When Joseph nodded, he sighed with a strange combination of relief and annoyance. ‘Is she okay? I know she’s wounded, I smell blood.’ He sniffed a few times. ‘Why do you smell like deer?’ He mumbled.

'We, er…' Joseph whispered. 'We brought…'

Vick jumped off of the truck. ‘Come on, cupcake, let’s go inside.’

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Sherlock was just glad for it to be over, he closed his eyes and let out a slow breath at the way Vick petted him behind the ears, it helped him settle down happily.

That was, until he heard an unfamiliar voice and caught the scent of an another dead smelling thing, his ears pressing down to his head and he quickly stepped out in front of Vick to protect her. "No.." He growled, lowering his antlers toward the monster.

"Vick, Jo, no.." He warned, telling them not to fight it, that he would protect them.

His eyes narrowed and he let out huffed snorts through his nose, completely aggitated.

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Sherlock let out a huf and looked down, seeing the moving shapes of people below, his heart pounding in his chest.

They could kill him. They could destroy his home and he would have nowhere to go.

For a moment, just a moment, he considered attacking first. If he were to climb down silently, he could gore them with his antlers but he was unsure of how many there were and he didn’t want to die.

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That was when Lori noticed something in the branches above them.

Gently patting his neck, Lori directed Sherlock to look up…

…at the large nest of bees dangling right above the hunters’ heads. 

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Sherlock let out a quiet pleased snort and aimed a kick for the branch, grinning as it snapped and the nest fell at the feet of the hunters.

There was no way they would kill him, nor would they take his small creature, she was his!

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It seemed the man knew who this was, Sherlock’s eyes narrowing as he moved closer, resting his head in the man’s lap possessively. This was his human, he was taking care of him and making him better, he wouldn’t let the other humans take him away, at least not yet.

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"Keenan, don’t shift, he’s defensive." Stated the wounded soldier, posture rigid in the tension that obscured the atmosphere. The other soldier only looked on with in impression of incredulous feelings to the situation. If they didn’t return soon, they’d be left behind; yet this creature was far too wary of nature.

"What the hell is it?" Inquired private Keenan.

Angelo delayed his response, stroking along the faun’s ears with a gentle hushing noise. “He’s… not entirely human, I can say that. What though, I don’t know.”

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Sherlock huffed as the other man spoke, though it seemed his human was talking with him calmly, something he wasn't understanding really because he had thought he was an intruder.

Letting go of his human, he moved closer to the other man, sniffing at him with small huffed breath.

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Antlers and blind eyes. [Fawnlock/Fleurette ]

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It was agreed now between them that she belonged to him, she didn’t pull away or express any discontent, if anything she had proved that she enjoyed it thoroughly. So she belonged to him now, his to care for, to protect from harm. “Ngh..” He huffed lightly, nuzzling against her as she stroked the fur at the nape of his neck, one of the few places that were extremely sensitive to such kind touches.

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Noting that he seemed fond of her gentle attests to his affectionate nature she maintained the notion of tenderness with the course of her fingers through his fur; given her lack of sight said fur proved to possess a level of softness that surpassed anything she’d touched before. A gentle kiss was placed to his cheek with a noise of amusement.

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The kiss was a surprise and he let out a small snort, almost a chuckle, he wasn't sure what that motion was supposed to be but he didn't mind it. Leaning in, he pressed his lips tentatively to her face, not sure if he was doing it right but at least he was trying to imitate her, trying to make her feel more at home.

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Hearing the noise that left the man’s lips, his eyes lit up and he moved over him, using both hands now to rub at the man’s belly. He liked hearing those noises, they seemed like happy noises, at least he knew humans liked things similar to his own kind. Leaning forward, he snuffled down into the man’s neck as he tickled him, familiarizing himself with the scent that was on his skin. It was not as earthy as his own, almost sweet and nowhere near as musky, he liked the smell of it and that was for sure.

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Laughing louder John wiggled as the fawnman’s nibble fingers tickled his belly. He was so preoccupied with being tickled he didn’t notice when the fawnman leaned close to John’s neck. As the fawnman snuffled in his scent warm air billowed out against the skin of John’s neck. Shivers running up and down his spine John hunched his shoulders up in an attempt to defend his ticklish neck, still laughing.

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Sherlock grinned from ear to ear and sat up, halting his tickling attacks on the blonde man, tail batting loudly against the floor. It seemed he had made the man very happy, he could see the smile across his face and the sounds he was making were certainly pleased, ears held up in a pleased manner in response.

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"Yes, Sherlock. It’s me, Jim." Said Consulting Criminal nodded indulgently as he watched the fawn’s utter  amazement with this technology. Hopefully it would get him to learn English faster with this as a possible encourager. "Sherlock," he began trying to do some hand motions as well to get his point across while still holding the phone to his ear, "Press ‘end’ to stop the call, the red button there."

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He was so excited with all of this, it seemed like magic to him and he really wanted to learn how it worked, watching Jim and nodding. Pulling the phone away from his ear, he looked it over for a second before pressing the red button, then looking up at Jim with a raised brow to see if he had done it right.

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Looking up, he started climbing up the trees with a little difficulty, it wasn’t exactly something he done often other than to get fruit but he would do it to save them. Panting heavily as he sat high up in the tree as quiet as he could, he closed his eyes and tried to relax a little.

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Lori moved to pat his cheek. “Don’t close your eyes,” she whispered. “You need to be able to see…”

Somewhere down below, a twig snapped. 

Lori’s ears and eyes instantly snapped downwards, and she moved back to huddle against Sherlock’s shoulder, trembling. 

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Sherlock let out a huf and looked down, seeing the moving shapes of people below, his heart pounding in his chest.

They could kill him. They could destroy his home and he would have nowhere to go.

For a moment, just a moment, he considered attacking first. If he were to climb down silently, he could gore them with his antlers but he was unsure of how many there were and he didn't want to die.

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'Hey, hey.' Vick whispered. 'It's okay, it's just the engine.' She tried to soothe him, patting his head lightly. 'It's okay. Nothing to worry about. It makes a lot of noise because it's old and rusty. And for some reason, JoJo refuses to get rid of it.'

'Still won't make me.' Joseph sang. This will start moving. Don’t be scared, it will stop in a few minutes. And we’ll give you some cake and some keys so you can play with, okay? He gently pressed the pedal and truck jerked forward before actually rolling over the forest’s ground. Soon, the forest ended and they drove over the concrete streets. 

Joseph drove as slowly as he could, so Sherlock wouldn’t feel scared for being out of control. If you give it some thought, being inside something that moves without your control it’s pretty scary.

The bakery was only a few blocks away, and its colours could be seen from a distance. Joseph turned to park the truck into the alley, to enter through the back door.

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Sherlock certainly didn't like this at all, he hoped this wasn't going to be too long because he would end up having a panic attack, burying his face against Vick's shoulder and his antlers just resting atop her shoulder itself.

A small whine left his lips as it jolted forward and then started moving but he forced himself to stay calm, to focus on the woman in front of him. On the scents of the forest on her skin and the slight tang of icing in the air. That was better.

Still, he let out slow huffed breaths, controlled and as calm as he could, ears still pressed down in a completely displeased manner.