Sirin is a mythological creature of Russian legends, with the head and chest of a beautiful woman and the body of a bird (usually an owl). According to myth, the Sirins lived "in Indian lands" near Eden or around the Euphrates River

Writing for Redkora drawing Quad as a wolf, but also because I feel like you really need some gift writing too. Enjoy


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He was observant today. He had no desire to speak, only to see, listen, and smell the Forest. He walked past the old Ruins, stopping close to the Old Oak to watch a couple of fawns run by. Silly children..., the stag thought to himself.

He carried on, taking in the sweet smells from the trees. The lovely smell of sap from the oak trees filled his lungs and made him reminisce of the Forest many years ago. His ears rose in time to hear doves calling to one another overhead. He closed his eyes for the moment and enjoyed the world around him.

Red...kora...

He opened his eyes. Did he just hear something? No, there were no others around him. He must have imagined it.

And then, something much different occurred. He got the slightest whiff of another scent in the air, only it was no longer the tree sap smell. No, this was something else. Something sweeter.

The stag followed the smell. He passed curious fawns and nameless stags, painted does and sleeping bucks. The scent was much stronger the further into the Birch Forest he went. He soon was far away from any other deer, and as he neared the the fountain upon the top of the hill, the air was thick with the wonderful smell.

There he saw something he had never laid eyes upon. Within the circle of mushrooms was a beautiful Japanese cherry blossom, the blooms on it a wonderful shade of pink. And just below the tree was a little pagoda.

Hi everybody!

First, I like you guys.
I had so many friendly comments in my blog.

And now I have one more question.

I have seen that many of you have a picture of deers after you have written the comments. How do you get them?

And can you tell me a little bit more about the endless forest?

Have a nice day

Hello, I'm Schnee, and I'm totally new to this game. In fact, it is the first online game, I've ever played. I'm not a gamer, but I really had to try out the Endless Forest. The Inviroment is so beautiful and I like the concept, but I feel a little bit lost... Everything here is so confusing to me...

So, where to start, what to do? I've been running around and trying out all my actions, but I don't understand, what they mean.

So, thanks for your help

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Which is how many years ago I found and started playing TEF. And I haven't taken a break since.
I feel old.

It's also Scape's birthday, as he was my first deer. =]

What do you love the most about the forest?

Writing for Graveyard drawing Quad as a wolf. Hope I got your character correct, but if there are any mistakes let me know.

I wrote this as a precursor to the betrayal, when she still had her pack. I hope this is okay.

Parts of this are graphic so be warned

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The Moon chose to hide tonight. No matter. I see him in the darkness., the thoughts were quick and quiet in her mind. She cloaked herself in the shadows of the trees, her eyes were slightly illuminating. It would be the only thing that could give her away.

She stared at her foe, a heavy-built panther had taken down a wolf and was hastily feeding from the fallen. It wasn't a wolf that Amadalia knew. In fact, it was a wolf from another pack, who must have strayed from safety and met his end here. No, it wasn't anyone she knew, but it angered her all the same.

This panther was a threat to her own pack. And thus, he needed to be taken care of.

She took a step from the shadows, positioning her toned legs, ready to charge at the black creature. And at the moment he turned toward her, the werewolf sprung. She was too quick for him, her jagged antlers gouging the panther. He toppled back, managing to land on his paws, but the wounds were deep. His black fur began to stain red from the blood dripping out.

The panther snarled. Mist rushed from his mouth in the frigid air. Amadalia could understand what he was saying to her - "What in the hell are you? Are you a wolf or a deer?"

She didn't reply, but simply took a few steps toward him. She could tell he was startled, the open wounds on his side already causing him to go into partial shock. He was going to fight for his catch, he couldn't allow this to be the last meal he ate.

Damn the Moon for not being out tonight..., Amadalia cursed in her thoughts.

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