My ear twitched and my eyes blinked open. At first I didn't know where I was, then I remembered as the yellow and pink grass swished around me; making a sound I quite liked. A giggle left my throat as a small bird landed on my head just for a moment; as if startled by the fact I was a living thing.

I stretched.

My legs still aching some for the ordeal hours before... or was it hours? I couldn't tell. It was still the same light of day as it was before; for all I knew I could have been asleep for only a few moments.

My ears searched about me; sounds of few around flowed into them. A bit of dread rushed in my veins, but that was soon over taken by the low growl in my stomach.
I walked forward a few steps and stopped as the long grass ended leading out into the short grassed, tree shaded part of the forest. I searched with my eyes before stepping out into the open; the smell of the soft grass as it was being lightly crushed under me, the sent of the fresh water spilling from that strange stone and the red flowers that flourished around them; all entered my nose as I walked further little by little.

My stomach growled yet again, as if to tell me to move faster. I shook my head not knowing what I was looking for; then I saw something on a tree; I remembered from the other day, the deer I saw playing were eating something off the trees in this area. I quickened my pace; strange little things grew off the dark barked tree, but if others ate them then they must be safe... right? I swallowed hard before taking a small nibble; it tasted, tasted very nice, better then I thought it might. I nibbled more at it; a strange feeling came over me as I continued. I stopped as it grew more; it wasn't a bad feeling, just a tingle, a fuzzy feeling that I rather enjoyed. I ate a bit more only to find that the sensation I was having before wasn't the same; it felt like it was almost bitter, luster lost.

A feeling came over me as if compelled by some unseen force to expel this feeling; like little whispers told me it was what had to be done, that was the reason for the feeling in the first place. I found myself drawn to a near by sleeper; I hesitated at first before slowly moving closer. There was a change; a strong pulsation at my head and soon I forced it out in the direction of the sleeper. A bright light came from me and enveloped them; shock, fear, amazement; so many things flew through my head as I watched a beautiful covering adorned their face.

I left; feeling bad about what I did. I knew if it were me I really wouldn't like someone doing that to me. I gave a deep sigh as I waked on, not watching where I was going nor watching out for others around me; that was until the sounds of running beats made me jump. I looked around to see a large deer running up ahead of my near the very large tree. I coward back hoping that it did not see me; I loosened when I saw another appear and both ran off away from where I was.

I thought today was going rather well, that was until I was run down. To them it seemed like a form of 'play', laughing at me like they did, but it was a play I did not like on bit. I ran off as fast as I could, hoping they would not follow and thankfully they didn't.
I found myself at a large stone place; vines covering the pillars and crumbling walls. A tree caught my eye; behind it being a small spot I thought would be a good place to hide and rest for the time being.

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Name - Anirapio (Owned by QuadRaptor)
Age - 2
Gender - Female
Species - Dragon
Length - 4 Feet
Weight - 150 lbs
Color - Pale green with white belly
Eye Color - Dark green
Rival - Trunks

Powers - She captures her prey and stuffs them into her pouch, where she drains them of their energy and nutrients. She releases them from the tip of her tail, leaving them physically weak and dying. She can 'engulf' anything her size or smaller.

Weaknesses - Since she lacks a mouth, she must rely on finding victims to feed off of.

I'm not going to write much as there is a lot to write. So have some photos instead. ^^

when I log out and then log in I lost my set how I can save it???

Long time since i've posted a new blog, but anyway, i've got more problems.

Anyone got a problem with their password?
If I log out and log in again, it tells me my password is wrong. I go through the email thing and resetting it...make sure i've got the right password. Then I log out and try to log in again, and it's apparently wrong. So everytime I log out, I have to use the password reset.

Is there any way to fix this?

I just wanted to check on everything in forest, so when my doe Lani woke up, she noticed a few deer resting and playing on the rocks at the playground.

There was two deer and a fawn laying down on a rock. The fawn was wearing poppies and managed to keep the Kirin pelt somehow?

There was a peacock pelted deer with the skull mask laying on the ground, and there was a stag and a doe playing together nearby. But this part is really weird..

There was a naked deer.. yeah a naked deer. But he had Lani's pictogram! It's a little different though, since people see my pictogram differently, but this deer had the same pictogram that other deer see me as! (My pictogram is a circle just above a little "hill" with a line above it, with two lines going straight down my whole picto from the line at the top, but others see me without the two lines)

It wasn't moving, it was just standing there. I kept on doing the surprised look but it didn't do anything. Only the peacock deer stood up and laughed. This is it:

Funny. I never thought I'd like pressure washing as much as I did.

I ended up working all this week, at the same garden center that I've worked at for the last...cripes, 3 years maybe?

This little chore I had was simple, but I never thought it'd make my mind race as quickly as it did.

"Hey Brittany, can you do me a favour? If I give you the pressure washer, can you wash off the stones that we just put in under the fence line?"

"Sure thing, it's no problem."

These stones were small, and were neatly set up under the fence in the front, where the shrubs and small trees are kept. After I figured out the pressure washer and everything, I turned it on, and proceeded to wash off the stones.

I was blown away.

Under these plain, sandy brown stones, was a hue of colour; orange, pinks, whites and blues, all assorted stone.

A single fact elated me.

The fact that with a flick of my wrist, a blast of water, I could turn something so plain, so lifeless, into something of colour, of life...I suddenly found myself enjoying the chore even more. So much more, in fact, that I even pressure washed the stones that had found themselves scattered in the driveway.

And yet, there was something else I noticed...something that I should have noticed over the course of my 19 years of aimless wandering on this Earth...have you ever noticed that when the sky is a grey blue, preparing for the storm...the grass and plants seem more colourful, more...filled with vibrancy?

There is a certain beauty here. The way the grass lights up when the sky is no longer happy, ready to weep...the grass, the plants...they are opportunists, waiting for the right time to show their true colours, their true beauty. Sure, it seems a bit cruel waiting for such, and yet ignorance, in this case, is certainly bliss.

7:30pm.

Driving on the highway towards my sister's. The sky is still a grey blue, ready to open up at any moment.

La is a new little fawn. Having woke up in a strange world there are many things that both awe and frighten her.

She has a fondness for the purple flowers already and has found the feeling of safety in the yellow and pink grasses in the birch forest.

She shy's away from deer now, being that from the word 'go' she has had only scary encounters with them. Slowly however she is venturing out and slowly trying to reach out into the world around her.

But for now the brown and silver fawn isn't truly ready to be among many of her kind.

My laptop is back from the shop- Charlie is in the forest!
Anyone free to play? She's by the ruin, with an elk mask and nekkid, if anyone could spare her pelts that'd be great.

même si il faudra du temps,
je t'aiderai a faire face au vent
même si il faudra du temps,
je t'aiderai a regarder vers l'horizon
et dans les étoiles a trouver les réponses

je serais toujours là pour toi et rien ne changera