I've got a jar of dirt!

The large herbivore had been enjoying his stay at the lake, occasionally wandering away but often returning simply because it was the perfect place to cool off a while during the summer. Sporting his large antlers which had him carrying his head just a touch lower. They got heavier every year, and more elaborate.

Today he was headed towards the lake, moving at a swift pace as though he were in some rush. He wasn't, but he was eager to see the lands' main attraction as the sky grew darker. He arrived at the opposite side of the lake as the wolf, though he failed to notice her for the first little while. His blue and green eyes were surveying the area around him, waiting to see the first sparks of fireflies taking flight before he moved.