Anastasia wandered in the forest, being an elf she could maneuver through the trees without being spotted, heard, or smelled. She was tracking something big that had been wandering in the forest that she hasn't seen before. She had called the forest her home for years now and something this big was unusual to find. She wandered around until she came to a clearing, she climbed a tree to get a better look at the creature before her. She couldn't believe her eyes, it wad the white stag of legend. Her jaw dropped as she stared at it, she wanted it. No needed it.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Anastasia climbed down from the tree and approached it, she knew the stories, so she approached slowly yet confident and bowed for it. The stag bowed in return for her, Anastasia reached her hand out to it and it accepted her touch, upon the touch, markings appeared on both the stag and herself, a mark appeared on both her and the stags forehead. "Your name is Haro." She smiled as the stag snorted and shook it's head. She looked over his large body and notices his large majestic antlers and soft white fur. He stamped the ground and snorted once again, he didn't mind being claimed. Especially with Anastasia around, he knew her whole back story upon her touch and she knew his, they could communicate with each other through their minds.