eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeOMFG YES
I BETTER BE ABLE TO BE ONLINE FO DIS

Yay! Track-a-lack :3

Ill try my darndest to be there. I gotta be damnit.

eeeeeeeee~!

i should be here \o/

TRACKING ♥

Ooh! Looking forward to this, hopefully will be around!

Awwyisss

Track dis. : D

Hurhur, count on me being there! =D
I'm not sure how well I'll be able to participate on the night slots (as your 11pm is 1am for me xD) but I shall surely try!

It'll be a blast. I don't know if I'll be able to document it like I did last time, but I think I'll give it a shot, too. ;D
It'll be good to have Dag home again.

Tracking!

Friday time added, going to be sneaking things in here over the next week or so...

Tracking this so hard. Excitement wheee!

This is getting exciting. ; u ; I hope to attend.

Yeeeeeees. I am so thereee! Might be able to make all of them. We'll see if something pops up or not. These seem nicely spread though, great to give all timezones a chance!

My schedule actually works well during those days. Hopefully I can pop in at least one of those times.

ugh noo im going to cry :c

im leaving for washington the 28th and even though im bringing my laptop i doubt id be able to get on.
this sucks ass..wish i was going to be home :/
ugh. i wish dina could help..would feel so weird for her not to.
please dont bother changing anything though..

Awh nuuu dindindin <3 don't worry, I'll put up another thing for people who aren't able to attend in forest but still want to do some writing/roleplaying their character kicking ass to still be included at the end (':

okay good to hear that ;;

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Oh man, I forgot about clocks changing o_o when do yours actually change? Ours don't change until 1am Sunday so it doesn't actually effect me |'D I don't know when they change for other timezones.

But not to worry, I'll be putting notices like 'starts in 1 hour!' etc in the title so people can work it out from there. I'll also be on skype beforehand to help people (for those who don't have it, my skype is: dagnire)

First update! All the guidelines are there, which are a re-hash of last years ones. Each day will have a different objective that will be posted a couple of hours before the first time slot on that day (:

Looked at the times and because of le busy easter work weekend I can only come to the last one. Baw ;;
Ah well. Ill be there.

Despite spring’s wake, the days had been cold. As if a higher force was holding the comforting warmth back, to have the creatures of these woods suffer. Suffer because their cycle, their nature, their self was yearning for spring, ready for spring, and done with winter. The mood was in the air, like a thick, gooey haze it swept through the trees of the birch and the old forest alike. A mere sniff of a nose could taste it. Yes, indeed, winter should be over.

But it was not.

And so they kept on shivering, outside and inside alike. The days were getting longer, and as if there was some kind of a contest with the sun, the chill was determined to stay. It was even as bold as to cover the ground with more snow; a thin layer, but there it was. One could only hope the few days of pure sun inbetween, which, despite the icy grip, managed to struggle through, would extend to longer periods of time.

Her fur was full, still. In her mind, a worry had begun to gnaw on her mood; what if this thick coat would persist, again? Summer would be another hell, literally. Well, so far, there were only so little signs of spring, even. Though; her setup had always been hopeful, and optimistic. She knew, spring would come, life would blossom, and then Summer came, to bring it to its fullest extend.
For now though, it were only her weary steps that stomped through the woods; no birds sang, and the other noises of life in the woods seemed mute. How strange, she wondered. Even for the stiff days that were passing, this seemed unnatural.

Her wander had no aim, despite keeping to move. The broad caribou hooves were mastering the ground, nothing much she had to worry about – were she was selfish as to only consider her well-being. No, in fact she had much to worry about.
But for today, she delved into the sweet grounds of having nothing in mind, no plan at all. And that would have stayed this were, would she not have passed by a hill.

This hill… stories had been told about it. Dandelion Hill they called it now; and a place of great tragedy and victory alike. For her, it was a place of great regret – another reminder how she had forsaken her friends in the forest for a whole year. Her travels had been for good reason, but she judged herself harshly, and unjustly. Not logical, she told herself, but she could not help being what she was.
Dandelion Hill. Here, the great fortress, Iaurdagnire, had found his gruesome end by the antlers of the raven stag Ephiré. Both names were not unfamiliar to Aurora, who bore no title of such magnitude herself. Not even just familiar, two friends they were, unforgettable faces in her life. She closed two keen azure eyes to take a deep breath, as if to breathe in the history of this place. Echoes of pain, torment, but also hope.
For Dandelion Hill was also were the brave inhabitants of the forest had fought to protect Iaurdagnire’s precious pictograph from the shadowy beasts. Those stories of bravery had also reached the sage’s ears.

And now? Now he rested under this hill, in hope of waking some day. Oh, how Aurora wished for that day to pass. The day in which the most respectable figure of the forest, he friend Iaurdagnire, would rise from the ground and once more gracefully strode through the woods. His appearance appeared before her inner eye; and Aurora once more breathed the past.

Spoken with utter devotion, the piebald’s tender and tranquil voice rang through the snow-covered grasses of Dandelion Hill. Three words, which bore sincerety of such weight, it could crush a rock.

”I miss you.”

And then, three more. Alight, ablaze, the lifeforce of the caribou channeled into it.

”Please come back.”

A tear fell on the snow, pure, leaving a round hole in the snowy cover.
The sun began to shine.

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Can't tell you how pissed I am that I will miss out on this one. U:

_{oooh, track.}