Name: Oren

Meaning: " Pine Tree"

Age: 3

Breed: Whitetail Deer

Parents: Unknown

Siblings: None

Friends: Kaliska, Noah, Editon (C) SeleneWerewolfAL

Likes: His Friends, Running in open fields, grazeing in the meadow, relaxing, Kids.

Dislikes: People who get too close to the indian village or Kaliska.

Fears: Fire.

Enemys: None yet.

Mate/Crush: None

Children: (Maybe) Editon.

Personality: Oren is very protective of his sister Kaliska even though she's not a deer like him he would give his life for her, Despite his downfall of being a protective person by nature he's not controling and will often just stand back and watch Kaliska play with her friends in the village maybe even join them from time to time, he's gentle and kind and is always up for an adventure. He's pretty easy going and takes great pride in his job at the village, he's very trusting of his friends but is cautious of strangers. He loves kids no matter how much they seem to annoy him at times he would do anything to protect them, he's especally fond of Editon. Once you get to know him you'll find that Oren is a pretty cool deer to be around as long as you don't get on his bad side.

History: Was abandoned by his mother in a meadow when he was just a couple of days old she had gone off to find some food and was shot, Oren waited for her to return but she never did, the young fawn waited a night and by morning he was barely alive since it got pretty cold up north. The next morning he was rescued by a wolf/dog and her owners father and taken back to a indian village where he was cared for until he was strong enough to live out on his own again, once he was a year old and could take care of himself the indians tryed to release him back into the forest where he belonged but Oren just kept coming back. So they decided that he may stay with them in the village and come and go as he pleased, over the years he and Kaliska had become very close and were almost inseperable you couldn't see one without the other. Oren had come to know Kaliska as his sister even though she was a dog he still loved her just the same and would do anything in the world to make her happy. He plays an active role in the life of the indians being used to cart branches and other such things into the village to make important tools with like bows, arrows, and huts. Some mornings he patrols the borders of the village making sure that no hunters or harmful creatures that may change or destroy the peaceful life of the indians he's come to love. One day in Autumn he wandered through an open meadow hearing somthing coming towards him, he came to found out it was a little fawn that had been kicked out of it's herd, not having the heart to turn the little pricket (young deer) away he gave him shelter for the night and soon came to adopt the little fawn as his own.