I'm gonna track this.

I'm probably going to want to toss Corvus at Oisin sooner or later since...he really needs interactions (and me actually being able to get inforest is erratic).

warning it might turn into angst central depending on their conversation LOL

Man, I want to have a textual with Haroten and Smart, but you have other characters.. and I like them.
The struggle is real.

I shall sit here for now. B|

hahaha copying and pasting stuff from my old account
eventually I'd like to get around to adding simple starters that anyone can reply to if they want

That's what I get for replying on mobile while half asleep X')

At least my autocorrect was nice in what it corrected her name to! Let's see how it corrects the rest of your characters! I used your list from your directory (except Melinoe is first).

Melanie
Silesia
Oisín
Sylvie
Shakira (LMFAO lol )
Solved
Malaria

My autocorrect knew not to mess with the cinnamon roll's name.
Aileana was actually corrected to Silesia! xP It's a very pretty name, isn't it?

*Shakira!deer shimmies across the Forest, singing Hips Don't Lie


I've decided that to start, I'll just throw Haroten at Smart (I'm tempted to call her that because it makes me laugh) and then when the timing feels right, I'll throw more at ya. I most likely won't have a starter made up this weekend, but more than likely I'll have on by Monday. If you'd rather start, go ahead!

bump
I still need to come up with a starter for Shamira.

Phew, okay. This is a bit short and simplistic of a reply, but I'm feeling good about it ALSO I really like your starter ,u, Very cute!
I know they haven't known each other for long, but Haroten really enjoyed hanging out with fawn!Amary and already considers her a good friend. Kind of like being back in grade school when you could be considered somebody's best friend after hanging out with them for maybe half an hour lol
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Haroten felt restless from the moment she woke up, to when she left the Forest for a brief outing to get something different to eat, to when she returned with a full stomach. Even as she stood inside the Oak and examined her mother’s treasured dandelions outside, she felt the need to do something. Anything!

Just when she began contemplating how long it would take to dig a hole big enough to roll a sleeping Nameless into, she caught the sound of a familiar yet somehow new sounding laugh. Laughter meant there was fun being had nearby, and she knew she had to be there. Welcomed or not, she was going to join in!

The sound had come from a nearby patch of bright colored flowers. More specifically, it came from the purple doe rolling in the flowers, laughing. Haroten blinked. Where had she seen this deer before? She’d seen only one purple deer in her life, and that was--

“Amary?!” The yearling gaped unabashedly at her, amazed at how much she’d grown the last time they had seen each other last. Her next exclamation was equal parts jealousy, disappointment, and admiration.

“You’re not a fawn!”

The sunlight dappled flower patch looked all the more welcoming with her friend standing in it. Her golden eyes were gentle as she smiled and returned the courtesy in greeting before stepping closer to Amary. Haroten’s eyes were not so secretly looking her friend up and down all over again. There wasn’t a hint of shame in her demeanor.

“I hope I am. My mom looks smaller every time I see her,” Her eyes widened and her ears perked up as the purple butterfly doe shook her antlers. Haroten nodded in approval and quietly commented that they looked nice.

Her question made the other slouch a little and furrow her brow, but hearing that she was glad to have her around made the huffy gesture a little easier to look at.

“It’s so boring around here sometimes,” She scuffed a cloven hoof through the dirt and pouted a little. “Whenever I wanna play with somebody, they just lie down, or they’re being mushy with another deer.. I’m glad YOU’RE not doing that.” Haroten shook her head in amazement to try and hide her flushed cheeks. She was still too young to understand much about love and romance, but all the same she felt a pull that came from deep somewhere inside her when she saw a couple sitting together, quietly murmuring sweet nothings to each other.

But these were thoughts she didn’t want to dwell on. The dark unicorn’s face lit up with a grin and she lunged forward and playfully (yet gently!) prodded Amary’s shoulder with her horn.
“Have you told your butterfly friends about me?”

Amary you are too adorable.
Why did I make you so adorable.

Fish: That's actually a pretty good fit for Amary! Although I always imagine her voice a little higher than that. But I've never thought about voiceclaims or anything like that (Aileana is the only one of my characters that has voiceclaims and a faceclaim, but only because I just happened to come across some that I thought fit her).
*imagines Amary singing "Part of Your World"* "Wouldn't you think I'm the doe...The doe who has everything!"

oopsies forgot about this X3;

Fish:
"Well, I'd just know. I can't explain it. I guess they'd be sad if something sad happened. You can't tell by looking at them." She smiled as she watched some of the butterflies land on Haroten. "They like you! Oh, you don't have to worry about hurting them." She tilted her head a little, noticing how the unicorn kept still. "They're really fast, and they can tell when to get out of the way. Even if someone tried to hurt them--and I don't know why anyone would, but if they did, it would be really hard."

"Oh, and I can understand flowers, too. They don't say as much--I mean, they don't actually talk, either, but it's like something I can feel? Well I don't know how to explain that, either." She looked down at the flowers, nudging one gently with a hoof.

bumping
finally wrote something for Macaria

_{*Sneaks in*}

Omigosh Amary is too precious :'0

Hello! I tried adding on skype but I never got a reply back, perhaps I messaged the wrong Nueva.Paz (oops!)

Anyways, my skype is toastmaster_tea (TEF_TINKO) if you want to add me, perhaps Comen could RP with Amary sometime!

Well actually it was July 12th that I messaged you on skype, I just looked

ello ello, trackin' for now. I'll try to post something when I got more time ^^

Wildrose: Of course!

I'm thinking maybe Lil and Melinoe orr maybe Ird or Helmut for pretty much whoever you'd like? Actually, you know what, everyone needs interaction so pretty much whoever you'd like. Just a warning, Helmut's foul-mouthed.

The starter would be fine but unfortunatly neither the iPad or the computer can read the code. The tabs don't work on the iPad and the begining of the words cut off on the comp. Maybe you can post the starter as a comment?

It'd been a long time since she'd visited this place. The forest wasn't exactly a home anymore after all. The old one had spent the day quietly, mostly shielded from veiw in her own world. It's only when the afternoon draws long streching shadows from the trees that she actually goes forest side. Lilith appears in the ruin square, those 5 or so, tall, cross-topped graves that form a rough circular shape. She's weary, tired. The gravemarkers are greeted with a deep nod before the behemoth gently leans herself against on of them. She intends to stay here for the remainder of the day, watching the forest's inhabitants and maybe getting a nap or too. She pays no particular attention to the black and white stranger at a nearby grave. It's probably someone come to pay respects to those that were lost. Or, perhaps they'd simply come seeking calm as she herself had.

Lilith yawns, mouth opening wide. As always it had been a long while scince she had last had a decent sleep. The forest always seemed to do this to her, the constant sunlight didn't help her insomnia. The old God shifts herself carefully, joints cracking in protest. Movement catches her eye as the black and white doe stood and walked her way. They look young. Younger then she herself does anyway. Even so she feels it, that kind of power she's well aware of. The aura floating over them certainly doesn't conceal anything either. They are a god. Probaly one of death, she felt that the other must spend as much time here as Lilith had in the past. "'Afternoon." She rumbles, inclining her head politely in their direction.

Kamaya: Shamira could use interaction.

Self-reminder to get back to this later!

Okay then, should we do that here or make a new post maybe?

Gotcha, Macaria. I'll toss Nilo at her.

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The Copperhead rarely ventured too close to the Ruins. It wasn't like he had something against it, he just never felt a need to bask in its presence whenever he found himself in the Forest anymore. This time he skirted its borders, ears flat, thoughts on the list of things he still had to take care of or the muddle of worries that accompanied that list. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he barely paid the spirits a passing glance, or the doe that was talking to them. Barely.

Naru? He stopped short, one foreleg extended to the ground, his body half hidden behind some bushes and a birch tree. He blinked, realizing how stupid of a thought that was. This doe looked nothing like her. Naru was gone. Off exploring the wilds with her children and all but forgotten her own name and who he was. The brown and ivory buck slowly pivoted around to get a better look at what she was doing. He was glad to realize Naru's memory brought nothing but indifference. Not a flashing rage, not pain, not sadness. Indifference.

It had come a long way.

Bright green eyes trained on the white and gold doe, trying to get a sense of her before even approaching. But he did, gradually easing himself out of the safety of the trees to pick his way across the open ground to halt a few feet away from her. "They're kind of like songbirds... they'll flock to you if you give them something they want."