Duke watched as the two went to stare at the rain and says quietly to himself, "What's so exciting about watching rain? It's just water falling from the sky." He then walks off to go lay down and rest, since he was tired from all of the activities he had done in the day. Wither looked over at West as he spoke and nodded some. A loud crash of thunder sounded from above and she jumped slightly at it before relaxing once more.

West flicked his ears. He smiled slightly at Duke's comment. Duke had a point... it wasn't the rain West was watching. It was the ever changing sky, the dark storm clouds moving around, the flashes of lightning... it was mesmerizing. He twitched as Wither jumped, glancing over at her before continuing his watch. West tipped his head and turned away, going to get a drink from the river

Wither turned her head and watched West walk back to the river. She lowered herself to the ground and watched the storm outside. The sound of the rain was really calming and the flashes of the distant, or not distant, lightning brightening the clouds was very beautiful. After a few crashes of thunder Wither became used to it and laid calmly as she watched the storm. Meanwhile Duke had found a nice sleeping area and had fallen into a semi deep sleep.

West tookmin a deep drink, wondering how they had gone from Charades to silence and sleep so quickly. He finally resigned to taking a nap, sinking to the ground underneath a tall tree. West laid his head down and closed his eyes, dosing off into a peaceful sleep

Wither's ears flicked as she listened to the rain and noticed how quiet the cave had gotten. She turned her head and saw that most of the animals had laid down to rest. A young deer, not a dawn but had recently lost its spots, approached her and looked out at the storm. She nickered softly to the deer as if to say to not go out in the storm and instead watched as the deer came over and laid beside her. 'Aw. The little guy needed comfort from the storm,' she thinks, 'the rest of their herd must be asleep and they don't want to bother them.' She let the deer lay beside her and watched the storm outside some more.

West was comfortable sleeping... and happy it finally came to him. He had been awake for more than 20 hours now... and the sleep was amazing. West could fairly hear crashes of lightning, but other than that his sleep was peaceful and quiet.

Wither soon drifted off to sleep with the deer beside her. She dreamed of having a goal of her own and looked around in her dream to try and find the father of this foal. Around her were other horses and they nodded to her as she walked by with her foal. It hit her that horses only treated the lead mare with this kind of respect and she wondered how she had gotten to this position in this dream.

West woke up soon later... to see a buck staring at him. He flicked his ears, surprised, and raised his head. It was a young buck... this was definitely its first set of antlers. As it saw him raise his head the buck leaped back, sniffing warily. He did a little hop sideways, then looked at him expectantly. West snorted... he knew where this was going. He didn't have the energy to play right now... but he bet he could do something with this. West stood, a mischievous grin on his face. He reached out a sniffed the young buck, prancing towards Duke and stopping near him. West looked at the buck... then looked at Duke. The buck pranced around before leaping over Duke, landing on the other side and nosing him. West stifled a laugh, walking back to his spot to watch how Duke reacted.

Duke muttered something in his sleep and his ears perked up at the sound of something landing beside him. He sleepily opened his eyes and saw a buck staring at him, their faces close together. He jumped back in surprise and looked at the buck as it too jumped back. The two stared at each other before both slowly approaching and sniffing each other. Duke looked around and saw West laying back down. "Is this usual for young deer," he asks West as the buck jumps slightly and bounces back and forth. This action reminded Duke of a colt that wanted to play and wondered if that was what the deer wanted.

West roared with laughter, his face all smile. "Yes... that is nirmal. And yes... he wants to play. Gotcha." West finally managed to get in, chuckling. His plan worked absolutely PERFECTLY. West tossed his mane, standing and walking forward. "Just to make sure... this is how you play." He teased, bouncing at the buck from behind. The buck kept at least three feet in the air, running a lap around Duke before chasing West around. West Dan for a while, then skidded to a stop and faced the buck. "See Duke? That is what 'playing' is!" West grinned, joking around