-In Deer Clan-

Stormy's footsteps could be heard in the freshly fallen leaves.
"Mother."
Her mom turned around to look at her. "Yes."
Stormy took a deep breath. "Mother, I shall be this year's seeker."
"No! You won't, young lady!" the mother said.
"Mom. I will. I don't care if your great great great great great great great gread great grandfather died because of it. I will be this year's seeker. And I will succeed!"
The mother gasped in anger. "You shall not offend Great grandfather!"
The younger deer turned away. "It's sad to see you like this, mother." she sighed.
"What in the world do you mean? Is this meant as an offence?"
But Stormy had already walked away.
She walked to their leader, Willow.
"Ah, Stormy. What is it?" The leader asked.
"I want to be the seeker."
Willow stopped in her tracks.
"Are you sure, brave one?"
"I am, my leader." Stormy bowed down.
"Well, the seeker you shall be. I will make the announcement today, young child."
Stormy bowed down once again and left for food.
The fresh green grass, she loved it.
The beautiful leaves, she loved them.
But most of all....
She loved oats.
Nice humans came each day and dropped off oats.
Everything was fine, as long as she has oats.
Tasty oats.
Crunchy oats.
Beautiful oats.
Long story short, Stormy loved oats.
Anyways.
The young deer went out to find her beloved oats.
"Stormy!"
She knew that voice! It was Spotlight, her best friend!
Stormy turned around.
"Willow wants you to come!" Spotlight stated.
Stormy nodded and started trotting back to the base.
"Everyone gather around!" She heard Willow saying.
"We have a seeker!"
Stormy's mother yelled; "IT'S FAITH, IT'S FAITH!"
The young seeker had a sister, which her mother loved.
"Excuse me, am I talking over somebody?" The leader asked. Stormy's mother fell silent.
"The seeker is Stormy! Wish her luck! Please come up!"
Stormy walked up to the stage.
"Uhm... So... Being a seeker.... It doesn't depend on the age, it depends on the animal's actual strength and general skills. So, this year, I am the seeker, and I will succeed!"
The crowd stomped their hooves, which was a sign they approved. Well, only Stormy's mother didn't.
"So, brave one, are you ready to start?"
The young doe nodded.
"So, let it start!!!" Willow shouted.
Stormy sprinted off into the direction of the mountains.
She started loosing her breath once she reached the fields, and decided to eat a bit of grass. She was sure the cows wouldn't mind.
But right as she started eating, she heard the cows whispering things like; "That rude deer, eating our grass!" or, "An intruder!"
They all started running at her, but she quickly dodged an ran through the fields, into another forest.
"Hello!" an unknown voice said.
Stormy turned around and saw a little bird.
"I want to help you with your journey!" it said.