The Bully | Ronno X OC (Bambi II)

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Everyone was so shocked by Thumpers sisters, including me. How did they even find this area? Anyway, we continued our little quest.

I found these really pretty pink flowers that were perfect for my den. I also picked out these blue flowers as well. Mocha picked out yellow and blue flowers, Bambi picked out orange flowers and Ronno picked out purple flowers.

First task completed! Now it was time for some vines to hang around to make the dens look more nicer. I picked out this small vines just so my den wouldn't look too messy.

"Ugh, I'm getting so tired now." Ronno cried. He sat down under a tree with the flowers he picked out in this mouth.

"Well, lets all take a little break and tell eachother scary stories!" Mocha smiled.

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Now this is what I like! I have so many scary stories already. I decided to go first. "Long ago.. there was a group of fawns just like us, exploring a grassy field at night. They all decided to sit down for a bit and take break and suddenly- a hunter came out the bushes, but one of these fawns were brave enough to defeat the hunter and then the hunter died! The end." I proudly said.

"Uhh, interesting- anyone else wanna tell a scary story?" Mocha said. Thumper hopped near Mocha. "Me!" He said excitedly. Mocha allowed Thumper to tell a story now. "Okay, so.. there was once a warren of rabbits. They had a huge pile of carrots that can last for years! One day, they all went to sleep and the next day, the carrots were GONE! Oh, what a nightmare!" Thumper screamed.

We all looked at eachother quietly. "Oh, interesting.. Uhm-anyone else?" I don't think Mocha liked Thumpers story, I know my story is the best!

Everyone became quiet so Mocha just told a scary story. "Apparently, if you go to the woods at night, a huge spider will come out a cave and start chasing you!" Mocha said, making a snarling noise.

"That's not scary, at all!" I said proudly. Mocha nodded. "Yeah, your right. Well, let's take a break off these scary stories and continue with our quest." Mocha said as she got up.

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We had just finished picking out our decorations. I picked out only a few flowers. To be honest, Mocha and Faline picked out way too much decorations but oh well, It's not like my den is gonna be nicer than theirs. My dad wouldn't probably like it overly decorated too!

A little flashback to when I still had my spot markings and I haven't grown my antlers-

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"Mom! I brought some cool decorations for our den. Do you like yellow flowers?" The young fawn said excitedly, wagging his tail.

His mother looked at him and smiled. "Of course. I'm not too sure if your dad will like them though." She said signing. A tall stag entered the den and looked at Ronno, who had the flowers in his mouth.

The fawn spit the flowers out and greeted his father. "Oh.. hey dad. I brought you and mom some flowers. I hope you like them.." The fawn said nervously.

"Flowers? Are you kidding me?" He laughed. He took the flowers out the way and was now face-to-face with Ronno. "Ronno, you aren't supposed to be picking out pretty little flowers. That's what does do. Your a stag, your supposed to act strong and protect our herd. Why don't we go practice right now, eh?"

Ronno nodded his head in agreement and followed his dad out the den, leaving his mom looking down at the ground.

"So, what's first, dad?" The curious fawn said. "You must learn how to go into a fighting pose! Real stag don't hide, they protect!" His dad said proudly. Ronno nodded his head in agreement and followed his dad steps.

"First, you crouch down like this, and show off your huge antlers.. well, you don't have your antlers yet but just pretend!" His dad said, crouching down and showing his antlers off.

Ronno did the pose correctly and continued following his dads other steps. The fawn was a quick learner and after a few hours passed, the two stags made it back to the den.

"Oh, Ronno! Hey, dear. How was it?" His mom said, smiling. Ronno proudly marched to the den. "I'm becoming a real stag now!" He proudly said, copying his dads exact sayings and actions.

"Oh dear.." His mom sighed. Ronno walked out the den. As soon as his mother saw him walk a little farther away from the den, she went up to her mate. "I don't really like how your changing him, he hasn't even grown his antlers yet!" She cried. The stag snorted. "Changing him? I'm teaching him! He needs to learn this stuff now! My father teached me at Ronno's age." He laughed. The doe wasn't too happy. "I don't care if your dad teached you at a young age. I don't want Ronno to be rude and have a bad attitude around other dee-" She was interrupted by a scream. The stag and the doe quickly ran out the den to find Ronno laying on the floor.

"His ear is bleeding! Get me a leaf so I can wrap it around his ear, quick!" His mother cried as she forced the young stag up. He was fine but his ear wasn't. He had a huge cut on his ear.

"What happened, dear?" The worried doe asked. Ronno looked at both of them and responded. "Well, I was practicing.. scaring predators away but I tripped on a rock and fe-" The doe was filled with anger and turned to her mate. "See?! Look what you made Ronno do! It's all your fault, you encouraged him and now he's probably going to have a torn ear for the rest of his life!" The stag, in confusion, responded. "First of all, it's called protection. Two, I didn't expect this to happen." The stag said, trying to stay calm.

Ronno, in confusion, got up and walked back to his den. He curled up in a ball and then closed his eyes. Perhaps sleeping would just get him to forget about all this.