In need of a new hairstyle

Drew this during the live stream today 

A new hairstyle

Featuring Ruan | Stag | Windborne Scout
Mentioned Mahan (Ruans mother), and a main herd doe

Summer 755

Windborne, near Gumtree Hollow

Since some weeks Ruan felt different. He could feel the wind how it blow through the valley. More and more he realized, that his magic slowly started to show itself. He already was worried, because his mother never used magic and he started to believe, that he wasn’t able to use magic too. Ruan surely heard from others things about magic and he saw them using their abilities. And now it would be the time to start with his secret training. His mother would never allow him to start to train his magic abilities. She want’s him to become a soldier and she already talked to some stubborn idiots, who could do nothing more than running around, clashing with their racks and telling fairy tales about their adventures.
Ruan wasn’t even sure, what he wants to do when he becomes older. With one thing he was dead certain, he never wants to do anything with herbs. Those dumb plants took his mother, because of them, she never had time for him and because of them he was always alone. But as soon as he was old enough to live alone, he surely would go to the main herd and live with them. And he would never go back and see his mother again. He can’t wait for this day to come.

But today he planned to start his training. He just had to wait until his mother leaves her den. When she finished her beauty things she looked at him.
‘Do you really think I wouldn’t notice? I know you go outside, when I leave! I forbid it! You will NOT go outside!’ She still never called Ruan by his name. ‘I talked to a well honored soldier. He told me that he would be willing to train you. I don’t think it will be useful, you are weak and you will always stay this way! But with this way, you may learn to follow orders.’ Ruan not deigned to look at her ‘Pah, if you still don’t want to talk. It suits me, so I don’t have to listen to your voice!’ With this word she left her den. Ruan waited for a couple of moments before he stood up and walked outside.

There was nearly no wind, the sun was shining and there were only a few clouds at the sky. It was always a pleasure for Ruan to go outside. So he was able to see the world, the beautiful and not so beautiful sides. And he was able to break his mother's rules and nothing was more fun than doing whatever his mother forbid him.
After some walking he found a nice quiet meadow for his training. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Then he waited….
He opened his eyes again and looked around. Nothing changed. ‘Ok, how do I use my magic?’ Nobody ever told him what to do. All the stories he heard were useless. Great stories for children of course, but there was nothing to learn from them. He tried to blow, tried some silly moves and he jumped around, but nothing worked. ‘Do something magic. I know your are in me, I can feel you. Just a little bit, please wind, please.’ Again Ruan closed his eyes, he tried to concentrate only on the wind. Forget his mother, forget the stories, forget everything, there should only be wind in his thoughts. Quietly he whispered ‘Come on wind’
And then, like out of nowhere came a strong breeze and blowed around Ruan. It was fresh and bracing. His hair flowed in the wind. But Ruan was too scared to open his eyes, the breeze could stop and could be gone. All those thoughts about failing disturbed his concentration and as suddenly as the wind came, it was gone again. For some more moments Ruan didn’t move, hoping the breeze comes back, but it was gone. When Ruan opened his eyes again he only saw hair. This wind blowed around him and made his hair rumpled. He tried to blow the wisps out of his face. This hair annoyed him. It remind him on his mother. In her eyes long and silky hair was the most beautiful thing a Fawnling could have. And Ruans hair, was perfect. He hated it.

Without further thinking he walked to the main herd and searched a special doe. He often saw her how she done some work with hair. She braided the fillies hair, applied flowers and other things. When he found her she just finished a fillies hair.
‘Excuse me, you are the doe who does the hair things aren’t you?’ She giggles ‘Yes I am. Do you want me to brush your hair? You look like you stood in the middle of a storm.’
Ruan shook his head ‘I want you to cut it off!’ When he finished his sentence, she looked shocked. ‘You want me to….I can’t do this. You have such beautiful hair. Why do you want it be be cut off?’
Ruan knew she would say this ‘It’s annoying, it always flows in my face and burns in my eyes. I can’t do my training with this hair. Please make it short.’ She still wasn’t fully convinced ‘Maybe you can spare some wisps, but everything else has to go.’ She nodded.
Ruan laid down and saw how she took a sharp stone.

When Ruan arrived back at his mothers den, he was alone. His mother didn’t came back before he did. That was great, she would have gone crazy if she saw him gone. He walked back to the same place he slept the last years. It was a spot deep in the den, between some stone, so it wasn’t easy to look at him. He laid down and yawned.
Short after he laid down, his mother came back, saying no word. But Ruan heard how she walked towards him and swallowed. He could hear her heavy breathing. Ruan knew that she was angry, that he cut off his hair, but he knew also, that she wasn’t able to do something agains it, it was too late.
This day was more exhausting than Ruan thought. He closed his eyes, and started to dream about his future as stormbringer…..