Herla [Bio] The Red Eyed Queen

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November 12th, 2015


Yes, I guess I can say I'm gone now. It's been 4 months and I've looked at this site maybe twice. I have absolutely no desire to go into forest anymore. Herla and my other characters are alive and well, though they don't live here anymore. I'm as happy with them now as I've ever been and feel much more satisfied with my creations since removing them from this place. I used to think that would be hard or impossible and if I left, I'd lose them. I laugh now at that, the best way out is through as they say, and then you wonder what all the fuss was about in the first place.

Health challenges continue, and part of that is minimized computer time since it aggravates my conditions to sit and type and look at screens. After a decade dedicated to digital art, I pretty much exclusively do traditional art now. Loving my Copic markers. It has really helped me to find alternative creative outlets like the Ball Jointed Doll Hobby. Starting to sculpt and sew too.

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(Nye so am I. No worries

(Nye so am I. No worries whatsoever. I'm not even english so, often I have to look up words or have to translate what I want to say.. ;_;...OH THE HORROR. *Dramatic pose*)

Somehow the stag was very pleased with him self, he got to protect a small herd of does again. Even though he was rather just lazying about and not giving a whole damn. But today was different, and had him actively on his hooves quite a few times.
"Ah, but that is what I am for. Only a lousy stag would let another stag hurt any doe or fawn. Such just does not go." He let out a deep breath. Once again, it seemed the group was circled by some curious deer, and again chaos ensued when a stag came jumping on at them. Finally, the irish decided to scoot them over to the calm birch. Not one of his favourite places, the grass often got him tangled and he looked like more of a gigantic clums as a magnificent stag.
"No resting today it seems. Sorry." He let out a deep breath. Gehirn settled next to Herla again, keeping an eye out. "The birch tends to be a bit of a more quiet place though so, perhaps we are lucky this time." Keeping his eyes on the environment, and on the does with him. It was rare for him to be put into this role, but he didn't mind it. Except for all the excersize.

(Also. Page four is now Misako's!)
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((Wow, I think you do a great

((Wow, I think you do a great job if English is not your first language, I’m impressed! Smiling ))

Herla moved with the group of does when Gehirn herded them all off from some over-interested stags. She enjoyed flirting with other stags but there was something about Gehirn that made her want to stick by his side. She was not overly pleased to be in the birch forest, the grazing tended to be a lot less lush, but it did get good sun and the spaces where wide open. “It’s been a long time since I’ve felt the safety a mature strong stag can offer.” she said bowing to him. She was sated from grazing that morning and was now happy to rest in the sun and ruminate. Secure in the knowledge the large bull would be keeping an eye out for them. She sighed in contentment.
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(Aw thanks! I'm flattered XD

(Aw thanks! I'm flattered XD I do my best!)

Gehirn was more worried about them setting the pregnant Dajhi off. He would always protect any doe, but a pregnant doe meant double the awareness for him. The birch certainly wasn't his favourite place to be either, even though he was there fairly often. But atleast the chirping birds were enjoyable. The irish turned his head to look at the smaller doe beside him. "Is that so?" He smiled. "More often one hears of does preferring the younger stags, hm? Not that I am that old, but.." He couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle. "I am not a daunty hopping buck anymore either." His gaze softened a bit, their environment had seemed to calm down. The black stag was able to relax a bit again.
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“Youth is overrated, I

“Youth is overrated, I appreciate the strength and experience that comes with age,” she said, and meant it. She was young herself and had only her beauty. She needed a stag that was strong enough to keep her safe.

Herla dozed next to the big black stag, sleeping soundly. When she awoke, Gehirn was still by her side and she nuzzled into his black fur. She noticed the other two does where no longer there and glanced around briefly confirming this. A nameless deer approached and both she and Gehirn greeted him. Nameless where sad, ephemeral creatures that had no physical substance and could not interact in the physical world. She used to be afraid of them, and would run away, especially when they would call and make unnerving noises. Now, she just found them sad for they could never truly interact and had found that if you were kind to them and greeted them, they would usually quickly evaporate into whatever mist they originated from and leave once again.
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Gehirn couldn't wipe the grin

Gehirn couldn't wipe the grin off his face after she told him youth is overrated. "Thank you. I think I have to tell some others that. They keep calling me old." He laughed. Gehirn didn't mind so much, he was pretty aware of the fact it brought him more advantages as anything else. His lazyness wasn't because he was a few years older, but because it was his nature. And well, this forest makes one lazy.
He allowed the doe to nuzzle into his fur, quite content with the situation. He was hardly able to trust others but, it was just so much easier for a doe to get into his good books.
As the nameless arrived, it was gone again as quick as it came. They had danced for a short moment before it ran off again. Gehirn snorted. "Odd creatures, no? They seem so much more free than we are." He let out a sigh. Nameless had no restrictions, in his eyes. No rules, no set behaivor.
He took to standing over Herla for a while, untill she fell asleep. Only then he felt he was allowed to sit next to her again, resting his head on the ground. His antlers were usefull, but heavy and straining.

(Ah, I have to go for a while now! Going downstairs to watch TV, we call it family time. Rofl. Uuhmm.. I think I'll let Gehirn sleep there for a while, but do feel free to leave him at it. After all, I am not there behind the screen to control him. And you shouldn't be bored either, rofl.)
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“They don’t have to be afraid

“They don’t have to be afraid of anything. Nothing can harm them. and here she sighed, looking sad. Then she looked back up at the kindly black stag and added, “But they can never be touched either. Not by a beautiful doe. Not by anything. Even if they should want it.”

((No problem, have fun! I’ll be in and out as well, feel free to find me! Smiling ))
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(His harem. That's amusing

(His harem. That's amusing XDD Sorry for taking so long to reply, it's even time to go to bed now soon. But it's ok.)

His red eyes turned to the doe, looking at her features. Did she seem sad? "Hm.. Nameless are much like ghosts like that.." Gehirn paused, thinking for a moment. "My friend has seen a nameless being born into a fawn. And from that point on, has seen them grow into an adult stag. There are so many ways for deer to arrive into this forest, perhaps nameless are the spirits of those that are born by the gods, and have yet to step into their body, if they choose to." My, what an intelligent ramble, he thought to himself. "Or I should stop inhaling your feathers, it seems to be playing tricks with my mind now." He grinned slightly.
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((Herla is the jealous sort,

((Herla is the jealous sort, she wants to be the center of attention, and being just another doe in a stag's harem doesn’t suit her. Of course it is okay for her to flirt with multiple stags though! ))

Herla peered at the black stag, and listened intently to what he was saying, “I’ve never heard that before…I always thought of the unnamed as…like you said…ghosts. That is somehow…comforting, to know they are not forsaken to be trapped in that state…but may be born into a fawn.” she was young, there were so many things she did not know, and so many things she was afraid of. She had felt helpless all her life. The gentle stag’s voice calmed her, and when he caressed her feathers she leaned into his muzzle and groaned. It felt good. It made her sort of dizzy and she didn’t want him to stop. “You can sniff my feathers anytime,” she murmured.
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(I noticed! Poor girl XDD

(I noticed! Poor girl XDD Usually Gehirn is only accompanied by Virgil though.. Perhaps she'd like that better.)

He nodded slightly. "It is huh? I have to say, I never saw them as anything sad even before I heard that story.. But perhaps that is because they always seem to be dancing." He shrugged, rolling his shoulders a little. "Ah, I can? That is nice of you, I am honoured. You do sure have a pretty crown of them, they suit you well." The stag complimented. They did somehow make her look like a queen. He was afraid he'd mess them up somehow, after all he was a bit of a clumsy figure at times. His weight and size didn't help his case at all. But as he was laying down, things were easier to keep balanced. Gently he continued to groom her, hoping not to mess up the crown. It somehow made him feel better a young doe like herself seemed interested in his company. His friends joking about him being "old" had perhaps gotten to him anyway. Even if he was, for his species, in his prime.
His species just got a lot older.
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((Two stags giving her

((Two stags giving her attention? Yeah, that's more to her liking! LOL!)

Herla thought on his words about the nameless, they had always seemed sad to her, perhaps that was her own projection though on something that couldn’t quite communicate and so she imagined her own emotional state, alone in a frightening, uncaring world. “I hope that you are right, dear Gehirn, that the nameless are happy. I’ve always thought them so sad…” her words trailed off as his teeth mussed at the fur on her neck, nipping down slightly, making her shudder in pleasure. Firm and gentle at the same time, his touch was making her feel very strange. “Gehirn…” she swooned, words escaping her. And not a fake swoon. Not artificial. She felt it. His compliments adding fire to the flames she had a difficult time understanding. This was dangerous…but she didn’t care.

((uh-oh...is that fine china demeanor cracking?))
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(Ouch, but that china stuff

(Ouch, but that china stuff is so expensive! XDD And rofl ;___; I bet it is. XDD)

"Let's hope so then, hm? It is hard to ask them, they seem to know little of language.." Perhaps it would be fun to attempt, though. Nameless were a slightly confusing entity to him, but so were Gods. The irish seemed content in taking care of her hide for a moment, always pretty glad to be of use to anyone. But as she mentioned his name, in the tone she did, he paused. "Are you alright?" What a stupid question. Really, what was he even worried about, he thought to himself.

(Aaah, took me so long to write thaat. Couldn't make it any better it seems. But I forgot time and, now it's 2:30am. Which is not good. So I shall leave you with a cliffhanger and go to bed now.. And pass out. Goodnight! XD Thank you for roleplaying with us!<3)
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((Argh, cliff hanger! Oh

((Argh, cliff hanger! Oh noooes! LOL, good night then, yes, 2:30am is altogether too late, my brain would be melted at that time! Hopefully I should be around a lot tomorrow, so Gehirn and Herla can continue. Smiling ))

Herla was getting lost in the sensations. His voice, his gentle ministrations. She was getting altogether too…worked up by the feelings they were causing in her. He paused and asked her if she was alright. She leaned into him, not wanting the ministrations to stop. No! was the answer, No, she was not alright. She was decidedly most unwell. She was behaving most fool hardily and making herself vulnerable in a way she never did. He could hurt her so badly right now, one uncaring action, one cross word and she would be devastated. And she didn’t care one bit. When she spoke, it sounded a bit husky, “Gehirn…please… she trailed off.

((Dun, dun, dun…cliffhanger of doom. ))

fjdndlkfnkjljk Hello! I love

fjdndlkfnkjljk

Hello! I love you and your chars and couldn't believe this doe Ravus has been taking her issues out on (read: cuddling up to and machoing over) has been Herla all along~

Hopefully some day they can meet with Ravus isn't trying to prove something, but I feel better knowing Ravus probably just comes across as some crazy stag. xD
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Ravus has been “mystery stag”


Ravus has been “mystery stag” of the week since the map never would cooperate for me so I could locate “his” identity. I think our deer have interacted almost every night this week! LOL! Well mystery solved! Hah! Herla saw Ravus sparring with that other deer (don’t know who they are either) and was worried about him. Who won? Lol! Hope you didn’t mind me throwing her into the interaction and gumming up the works. Eye
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To answer that question,

To answer that question, nobody won XD My Phylux is usually a friend of Ravus' and was sparring with her because she was acting aggressively (mainly because of stuff he did, but he doesn't know that). He was trying to protect your Herla from her odd behavior, until he figured out that Ravus was only targeting him, which was why he left ;D

Your little Herla was very persistent XD I love her set~

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((Thank you. And cool,

((Thank you. And cool, another mystery solved, your Phylux was actually very sweet, Herla could tell he wanted to protect her. She likes it when stags “fight over her” but she did get scared when they got too close. Fun drama Smiling ))
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Lol! I'm sure she does XD She

Lol! I'm sure she does XD She sounds like such an interesting character. Phylux doesn't usually fight over others, since he has trouble wrapping his mind around the claiming of other deer. Ravus, in this case, posed a threat, so he protected those he assumed were in need~

Although, I had trouble not cracking up when I rotated my camera and saw Herla's little face all scared, peeking out from behind trees XD For some reason, hiding behind trees always gets me... haha~

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It was fun! Mystery deer

It was fun! Smiling


Mystery deer who turned out to be Ravus.


Herla hiding behind trees while Ravus and Phylux fought.



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Ravus uses FLY. It's

Ravus uses FLY.

It's supereffective! @A@

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Ohlawl. Herla came up to

Ohlawl. Herla came up to Forsake today, he tried to be polite but was a bit distracted hunting his amnesia-assaulted lover. But I've seen her around plenty of times before. She's quite amusing.~
Please call me Lyssa or Kir. n.n

Art by Anjali. ♥
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Shaku: Yeah, I liked that

Shaku: Yeah, I liked that one, Ravus looks like she is charging down the hill with antlers lowered. Quite dramatic!

Kirness: Ah, so that was Forsake! Herla was quite intrigued with his mask. I think she might have taunted him a bit too? Which is what she usually does when she feels she is not getting adequate attention!

/cracking up at Shaku's

/cracking up at Shaku's comment

But thanks, SHL-- I feel better thinking of it that way! And great captures.

And Ravus and Phylux are like family, but Ravus has so many issues when it comes to her ego/control. She's not normally possessive but now she feels super entitled to/validated by Herla, especially since she didn't get her way with Phy beforehand. So it's really making me laugh that Herla is probably in for more of the same treatment. xD. I think Shaku covered everything, that aside. Oh, and poor Herla!

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There is nothing Herla likes

There is nothing Herla likes better then stags pursuing her and vying for her attention. She thinks of Ravus as another suitor and protector. Poor Herla, doesn’t know “he” is a she!


Edit: Okay, bedtime for me, thanks for hanging in the forest. Btw, who was the red stag Ravus was sparring with earlier?

"She thinks of Ravus as

"She thinks of Ravus as another suitor and protector."

Ha! Well, so she is, in her own way. Sticking out tongue And you too, that was fun. The red stag was Geography; they have a friendly rivalry going on. Love how he went after Herla. xD
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(Yes, it kind of was melted.

(Yes, it kind of was melted. I think it still is. But hey, that's what the weekend is for!
And awesome! Now I'm kind of thinking how to uhm, merge in-forest and rp later on again if they happen to meet today too. Uh oh well, I think that'll go automaticly. I'll just reply to this anyway, if that's ok? ♥)

As she leaned into him further at his questions, he figured she was alright. He couldn't help but chuckle slightly, finding it all too adorable alltogether. Her fur didn't look as if it wasn't tended to properly, but she was acting as if she hadn't been groomed in centuries. The dark stag decided to obligue to her request, continuing his act of tender caring.
Please? Was she asking him a question? A low, rumbling "Hm?" came from his throat, questioning her quietly. Still, he continued for a moment longer untill he lifted his head again slightly, his mouth away from her fur. He gave her a quick nibble behind the ear, before stretching his neck out to the sky. His antlers casting a large shadow around them. Gehirn yawned, seemingly a little drowsy from the lazing around. The stag's ear twitched as he eyed the environment. Some birds chirping. "Ah, pardon me. How rude to be acting like a lazy sod in front of company.." Referring to his yawning of before. He had his head turned to Herla slightly again.
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((No problem Misako, we can

((No problem Misako, we can pick up where we left off with Herla and Gerhirn last night.))

Herla started to grow drowsy as Gerhirn continued his grooming, she sighed again as he nuzzled behind her ear, leaning into the touch. It had been ages since she’d been groomed by another, she was usually too aloof to allow it. When he paused and yawned she looked up at him with sleepy eyes. His antlers towered over them like branches of a tree, she felt safe nestled beneath them. “Thank you… she murmured. She reached up and nuzzled his throat beneath his jaw, giving his skin a little nip, then licking the thick fur smooth. It was the most real affection she had given a stag in a long time.

((Herla is in the forest now, near the blue bell bowl, I’ll be checking in and out, so sorry if Herla won’t awaken!))
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There was a pleased rumble

There was a pleased rumble from his throat as she nipped his skin. "Hm? No need to thank me. I'd rather thank you instead for keeping me company." He smiled at the doe. She seemed rather sleepy too, didn't she? The stag lowered his head just a little, so she would have a better reach at him. He enjoyed the affection and wouldn't be the one to turn it down. It would only be odd if he would think about the fact he had let a fairly unknown doe to him this close in such a short time, but he didn't seem too bothered with rational thoughts. Where's the fun in those.

(Haha, took a bit to find you. I didn't realise you're playing 3.31 and so your picto was different... I am so slow)
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((Meep, sorry you couldn’t

((Meep, sorry you couldn’t find me. Herla took a stroll through the forest. I have problems seeing a lot of 2nd generation pictos playing v.3.31…but I didn’t know that my picto would look differently as well.))

Herla enjoyed it when the giant stag rumbled deep in his throat and lowered his head into her grooming, he was so large and powerful, yet he bared himself to her caresses. She enjoyed the power over such a large stag, his masculinity bowing to her made her feel all the more feminine. With genuine affection and tenderness though, she nibbled at his throat, pleased at the grunts of pleasure she was able to elicit. “Thank you again Gerhirn for looking out for me and fighting off the unfriendly stag, I do hope you were not injured? she asked nuzzling his face and gently licking around his eye and forehead, gentle kisses of affection.
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If the stag was capable of

If the stag was capable of purring, he would likely be doing so. But it would surely turn his manlyness a notch down. "Oh, no. Not at all. He simply needed to be told off. He didn't leave a scratch on me." His gaze conformed so. Said stag would think twice about harassing them again. "It is quite fine though. No worries. It would be worse if he had laid a hoof on you. But you are fine, right?" He tilted his head.
The blue bowl seemed like a calm place today. But who knew how long that would last. He reached out his neck a bit to snap off a twig of blueberries, laying it in front of them. He nodded to Herla, she was free to take some as well. "Just be carefull eating many of these, though. I am not sure if you have been into that situation yet but, it seems to have a certain effect on deer.." He wasn't sure how to explain it. "But it won't be a problem if you dont overdo it." He snorted.
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“I am fine, I was only

“I am fine, I was only scared” she said, nibbling at his jaw line. “I’m glad you were not injured. When he presented the sprig with blueberries, she flashed him a warm smile before delicately plucking a few off. “These are good! I haven’t eaten them before, I didn’t know they were edible…but I will heed your warning and not eat too many. she giggled as she ate, her natural flirtiness coming through. It was getting warm and after all the running and resting in the sun, a thirst was growing in her throat. “Kind sir, I’d be most grateful if you could escort me to the pond.
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"I've had quite worse than a

"I've had quite worse than a young, overenthosiastic buck." The irish snorted. "Oh, they are quite edible. A bit too good, I'd say. Oh, the pond? Good idea, let's go there." He proceeded to lift himself on his hooves, waiting for Herla to do the same. There seemed to be some.. Switch in mood of the stag, when he sensed another come by he was normally not hostile towards at all. But today, it seemed Virgil and Gehirn were not on good terms.
The black stag waited for his companion to rise and shine as well. It seemed very crowded near the pond, but it wasn't like him to be worrying about such.

"Well then. Let's go then, shall we?"
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Herla walked through the

Herla walked through the forest with her head held high and her feather mantle fluffed. She was very proud walking through the woods with this large noble stag at her side. When he would look at her she would give him a warm smile and cock her head, letting the feathers of her fan hid part of her face, so the smile could only be seen in her eyes. When they reached the pond, she drank deeply, quenching her thirst. It was a hot day. She lowered herself down into the cool waters, sighing in pleasure and looking up at the large stag with a smile.
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That is a gorgeous new

That is a gorgeous new picture I see there on this page... <3

*approves of this picture* Mrrr~ *smothers Herla with his shedding fluff*

"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
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The stag took his steps

The stag took his steps calmly, for each step he took it seemed Herla had to take two. And he did want to make sure she kept up. A grin kept up his face as he noticed how elegant she was behaiving. She sure knew she was beautifull. Gehirn had to make sure not too look at her for too long, or he'd smash himself into a tree. The irish lifted his head high, chest forward, walking proudly. He joined her in taking a sip from the waters, preferring the deep waters as they held less sand to them. His visits to the pond were daily, always taking a bath after getting up in the morning. For a stag, he was rather vain.
He plucked off some of the pond's waterweed, before settling in the water next to Herla. It was soothing.
Gehirn returned her gaze. "This better?" He smiled.
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((Thanks so much Graveyard!

((Thanks so much Graveyard! I drew it for the “Crystal Cave” concept here. I’m glad you like it!))
*cuddles up in the fluff*

Gerhirn: Herla noticed how Gerhirn would cast sidelong glances at her, then puff out his chest a little bit more, his head held just that much higher, his stately antlers held proudly as they walked through the forest. It pleased her to know that her company was sought by him and he felt just as delighted walking next to her and she did walking next to him.

The cool waters where very soothing on the warm day, she was happy to have the stag next to her in the water. She shot some of the surrounding does dark looks, her natural jealousy coming through. Her demeanor shouted, “He’s mine!” to any doe that looked their way. She was no harem doe, not her. She liked her stags to herself.

“This is wonderful, Gerhirn. Thank you for your excellent company, I am fearful to come to the pond on my own…a little doe such as myself has to be careful.” she said, giving him a delicate nibble along his jawline.

(( I see that Virgil and Gerhirn are discussing leaving the forest. Herla will be heartbroken if she catches wind of this! She’s already starting to think of Gerhirn as hers. Possessive little doe that she is!))

((Computer died, BRB Sad ))
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The stag let out a deep

The stag let out a deep breath, seemingly quite content. His dark fur easily took a lot of warmth in, the water sure helped that problem. "Fearfull? You? Whom would harm you?" Noone as long as he could make sure of that. "It is quite fine, though. I am happy to escort you if you wish for me to do so." The dark stag nodded. He had noticed her jealous gaze and was quite amused by it. Perhaps he should be more carefull instead of agreeing, but even he was acting rather angry towards other stags that came near. Even jumping in front of a butterfly pelted stag. Today, Gehirn did not feel like sharing. There was something off about his mood, something almost hostile. Although he was the perfect gentleman towards Herla.

(Aaah sorry, that was slow. I forgot I had to do something important for school haha. It wasn't much work but it caused me not to pay attention to the screen for a moment, untill we saw Herla come running back with a devout pelt XD

Oh! The leaving, well, that is kind of why Gehirn is in a bit of a sour mood. Virgil blew the plans off and, Gehirn was quite enthosiastic about it. Now it's a grumpy Gehirn rofl, but I guess it's good news for Herla! XD)
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(Just wanted to jump in and

(Just wanted to jump in and say that that new picture of Herla is so cute! Also, she and Gehirn would make an adorable couple, asfhdfhsud~! -shot- XD)
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((Misako, school work is

((Misako, school work is definitely more important! Yeah, my browser and TEF both crashed, at least I didn’t have to restart my computer, just had to restart TEF, then run around getting my mini pelt back, doh!))

“The forest is not always safe for a small doe…there are giant beastly squirrels in the woods and crocs in the pond, not to mention ungentlemanly stags a delicate doe must be wary off.” she said demurely. “I am so afraid on my own, but I have no fears with you by my side kindly sir. and gave him another peck on the cheek.

((Uruushou, thanks so much! And good to see Liam again, Herla is happy her friend has come to visit her. He was missed. ))


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(Aw, how sweet! ;_;

(Aw, how sweet! ;_; Unfortunately I was too busy yesterday to log in, but I'm glad that Herla is happy to see him again! ♥)
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(Helloo Uruushou! Haha aw,

(Helloo Uruushou! Haha aw, poor Herla when she finds out Gehirn has a mate ;_; Though their relationship is rather free, that's true. But he'd never put another woman above his beloved Trees. Hee. XD)

"Ah. With that, I agree. I had just thought there would be plenty of stags that would make sure you're alright." He smiled. Though his eyes were indeed, on the water. The crocodile was nearby, though it never seemed to go after a healthy deer. He wasn't as worried. And perhaps it would take one of the fawns that kept screaming and causing him to get a headache. The peck he recieved brought up a light chuckle from the stag, that gave the doe a little nudge with his nose against her cheek. "It is fine. Hopefully I can make sure you don't have to worry, hm?"
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(Why hello there, Misako! :>

(Why hello there, Misako! :> Aww, geez...poor Herla! First she finds out Liam's gay, and now this. I feel so bad! ;_; *huggle-squishes Herla and gives her chocolate-covered pinecones*)
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(( Poor Herla, first Liam

(( Poor Herla, first Liam turns out to like stags, Ravus is in fact female, and now Gehirn has a doe already. She will be intensely jealous of course when she finds out Gehirn already has a women, but she is the sort of doe who is not above trying to steal a man! Ba-ha-ha-ha! ))

Herla shot the big stag a sultry look, “My hero,” she said silkily. Getting up from the water, she gave him another lick on the nose then walked to shore and shook herself off, fluffing her feather mantle, preening for Gehirn’s benefit. She loved the grasses around the pond, they were some of the most succulent in the forest. She started to graze, being sure to keep her eye on her stag.

((Going to be doing some stuff around the house, I’ll keep checking back Smiling ))

((Uruushou, how lucky Herla is to have her gay friend to bring her chocolates when her heart is broken! Stag-hag? ROFLMAO!)) Eye
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(Haha, that is so very true!

(Haha, that is so very true! "Oh, girlfriend, he said what?! D:< Now don't you worry darling, I'm gonna get us a big tub of Ben and Jerry's and hoofpolish and everything will be dandy!" Rofl, stag-hag; love it! XD)
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(Ah, that would be so amusing

(Ah, that would be so amusing ;__;.... Misako, why must you like drama so much. Well, as long as all players are cool drama is cool. YEAHH. But ya, poor Herla. But with her looks, it can't be hard to fine one that's not taken, gay or.. Female.. XD)

A satisfied chuckle was heard as she gave him that sultry look. Oh but, he sure loved the attention. But his pelt was rather thick, even after shedding, and he was glad to sit on the shore again. It took quite some time to dry up completely. The stag caught eye of her jealous gaze and grinned to himself. Pondering if he should perhaps mention it. "Why, you have a lovely pair of eyes, Herla." He decided to compliment instead. They actually came rather close to his own eye colour, a dark red. Much like wine. As the doe bend down to graze, he kept an eye out. Occassionally turning his eyes to her slim shape, her lovely markings. Again he grinned to himself, before turning to look around again. The pond always attracted many odd figures, and he found he should pay attention to them. Just in case.

(Ah, but it is time for me to go for bed now.. I slept rather bad last night, and it's time for school again tomorrow! Hopefully see you guys sometime soon again, I enjoy the interaction. Goodnight! And well, a good afternoon/evening to you!)
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[[ You know I have to giggle

[[ You know I have to giggle at Herla's blue butt fluff XD It reminds me of White Tail Deers white butt fluff XD When they raise their tails as the signal of "HEY! Here I am Laughing out loud See my white butt!" XD

And I saw the picture, so gorgeous <3]]

"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
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Herla positively glowed at

Herla positively glowed at Gehirn’s compliment, of her eyes, she fluttered her eyelashes and ducked her head. She saw his appraising looks, she was sure to sashay her hips a little more then necessary when she trotted over to a particularly nice patch of grass. She loved male attention. And he was so handsome and strong. And he was looking at her!

(( Okay Misako, have a good night! And laughing my tail off, Uruushou, at that! Classic, just classic. I have no qualm with drama, Herla is my drama generator; it’s what she was created for. Plenty of flaws and issues to play with. Muahahaha! So bring on the drama! It has been funny how every time Herla thinks she’s found the stag for her, another hurdle develops. “I’ve been dating since I was 16 years old, looking for Mr. Right, where is he already? I’m exhausted!" Poor Herla!))

((Graveyard: I love floofy white deer bums, Herla has a floofy blue deer bum, LOL!))

[ I just remembered that you

[ I just remembered that you met that picto when I was messing around with characters. |D; the deer with the skull mask, devout pelt and fan antlers is now a doe. A blind doe. -shot- ]

"You make quite the racket for someone so small. Keep that up, maybe I'll be able to imagine what you're doing." The Banshee's voice wasn't bitter. In fact, it almost sounded sad.
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Herla had approached the

Herla had approached the strange white deer with fascination. At first she thought it was a stag she had not met. Something seemed…off with it though. Her curiosity drew her in and she approached to investigate further. It startled her when it spoke to her, and she stumbled back in fear but she did not run. It seemed to be blind. Yet it most certainly was not powerless. And it seemed…female? Herla was afraid of it, but she kept her voice as steady as possible, “I’m sorry, I disturbed you…I’m Herla., she said and gave a little doe bow. But she was tensed and ready to bolt like the wind if this creature made any menacing moves. She didn’t know why it fascinated her so.

"There was nothing to

"There was nothing to disturb, Herla." The doe responded by lowering her head slightly, inhaling briefly, and then resuming her earlier position. The smaller deer was obviously no threat, and she even seemed frightened. "Come now, sit down. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm sure you wouldn't taste very good, feathers and all." Yes, the pale doe knew of the smaller doe's headdress. She had felt it brush against her a few times, and she had also noticed the different scents Herla carried. Her scent was slightly different on her crown, right behind her ears. Of course, during their sniffing sessions, she's brushed herself against the feathered female to judge her height and weight, as well. She also knew she preferred stags to does, for she reeked of a more masculine scent. The Banshee flicked her ears and settled down in the water, waiting for Herla to do so as well.
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The white doe was very

The white doe was very strange. She sniffed Herla all over, Herla stayed very still not moving as the doe moved around her. She wasn’t sure whether to trust her or not. But she was alone otherwise, and Herla was fearful of sleeping alone. When the doe invited her to sit next to her, she hesitated a moment, especially with the comment about "eating her" but then she folded her legs under her and sat next to the blind doe. How could she be of harm? she thought. She would share some company with her. She was still awfully interested.