(occ: Alright, I will make my posts longer from now on.)
Buff walked into the woods. The sun was shining and a light breez blew through the trees. Buff felt happy yo be alive. But then, a tear rolled out of his eye wnd was soaked up by his hair. He started to cry.
Myles asked, "What's wrong?"
Buff didn't answer. He just walked on ahead. Myles thought he knew what this was about. Buff was missing his brother again. The moose couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Myles had never lost anyone he loved before. But Buff had lost his parents at an early age and now his brother was gone. He had no mate and his herd had cast him out and abandoned him. They had since moved on. Buff suddenly ran off and left the others standing there. He went off and found a quiet spot where he could be alone. The bison laid down and burst into tears.
Myles said to Morgan, "I wish there was something I could to to make him feel better. He is really depressed. Do you think there is anything we can do?"
(occ: well, I hope that is long enough.

I've had a case of writer's block lately.)