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Major fail art, the background color isn't even right LOL!
I hate posting art here /hides under bed
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Hello :D

Name: Karie
Deer name: Smexy
Age: 13
Country: UK
Still pending
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[Unnamed]

Updated: Updates/Links
In/Out

No true name, called Nameless or N
(Nicknamed Caitir by Mie)
Many-tined antlers, rather long fur
Roaming.
Calm. Thoughtful
Does a star have a friend?
P: 100/ M: 99


Css by Unplugged, Ravynn, and Tally.
Brushes by Hawksmont.

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I'm jealous!!

Well, I'm jealous of all the fawns that are able to keep spells. I just came back from a romp in the forest and I saw a fawn that was able to keep a set of antlers, and a fawn that was able to keep the peacock pelt and mask. I just also spotted a fawn that had a blue and yellow pelt with the real deer mask AND the buttlerfly antlers. I really want to know how to do that..

ANYWAYS, forget my ranting. Hope you are all having a wonderful day!!
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Gift-Writing-A-Thon, Week 1: For Sithrim

I did two little things for Sithrim: the first is a haiku of a bunch of names I thought of him, the second is a longer poem written with Krym's admiration for his dad in mind. I was clearly in a heavily anaphora-filled mood tonight.



A Litany of Titles

He of lover’s eyes;
He of the sun-streak dreadlocks;
He of blue nightfall.

A Son’s Admiration

For the grand, heart-shaped antlers,
For each tip sharp as defending swords;

For his daredevil smile,
For the hearts it leaves shattered behind it;

For the hot thunderstorm of his angry roar,
For the warm breeze of his tender breath;

For the brave ship-prow of his chest,
For the might thrust of his shoulders as he walks;

For the strength of his entwining neck,
For the solid rocks of his warm sides;

For his passion, which allows him to fight
For those things that glow like candles in his heart

Cannot be lost or made to fade;
Cannot be overstated.
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The Spell-Bunny

Rya was napping in one of her favorite places, the top of a hill within a delightful ring of tasty mushrooms.
She slept so soundly that she never noticed the mischievous little pixies that danced in the ring. Oh the little creatures were devious and frolicked around her while she slept do soundly. They pranced and laughed weaving their spells around her all through the night. then, just as quickly as they had come, the little pixies disappeared into the forest again to dance and play in other rings.
As the rays of the dappled sunlight struck Rya she awoke and stretched as she always did, yawning long and widely. She stretched her front legs out, eyes squeezed shut as she yawned, then stretched her back legs. As the last of the blurry sleep left her eyes she squeaked in surprise! the mushrooms and grass around her were HUGE! She'd shrunk in her sleep!
Rya called out, trying to use her deep moo to signal for help with this catastrophe. All that left her neck was a wee squeak. Rya began running in circles in a panic. She noticed her strides were much longer than she remembered and as she looked at herself she realized what had happened. Sometime in the night, she had been changed into a rabbit!
Filled with a new power she didn't quite remember having before, she began getting used to the much different perspective. This would take a lot to get used to. She got used to the odd strides she now had with her too-long back legs and quickly began running around in circles and waltzing in eight shapes. This may just be alright. Hopefully it wasn't permanent, but even if it was, maybe Rya could get used to this.
Rya ran around the forest, finding other deer and greeting them. A few of the deer she met up with were very regal and polite, letting her run around and play with them. Others would look so shocked. then they would snicker at her for being turned into a rabbit. She could understand it, it -was- a very odd situation.

"I don't want to be alone anymore..."

Softly, softly...She creeps between the trees, avoiding the slivers of moonlight that shine through...Invisible, but her eyes...
...One cannot unsee those eyes...

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Krym's Journal, 2-11-10

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Shy deer are awful. Oh, sure, they think they're so vulnerable or whatever, but really...all they are is mean. Take today, for example...

I was playing with Virgil, trying to get my spells in order. And the deer wakes up. and she just starts backing away like I've done something wrong. AGAIN. This is the third time this week! What, do I smell bad? Did someone go around saying I'm a jerk?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME, HUH?

And I do the nice thing, I really try. Really. I try to approach her slowly, and I try to keep my distance. All the nice things you're supposed to do for shy deer despite the fact that it's not you who has the problem with them, you know? I didn't mind -- I wanted to make a new friend. I don't really feel like I have enough friends. Virgil's a great pal, and all, but he and Vala and my parents are all there is in my life, you know? And that won't do -- I wanna be friends with everyone! Nothing less will do, ha-ha!

...where was I? Oh, yeah. And after a while, I started getting frustrated, so I decided to wait a ways off until she and Virgil were done. I could take a hint, see where I wasn't wanted, all that. If it made them happy, I...well, OK, I pretended I was happy with that, but I just started getting more and more frustrated. I hadn't done anything wrong, and I was the one being left out in the cold. I decided that I wasn't going to take no for an answer -- she was going to get over her fear of me, whether she was ready to or not! ...Or something like that. I wasn't really thinking, I was just sort of feeling whatever came my way. And it was just really angry and frustrated -- I wanted to be her friend, that was all! Why couldn't she accept that!? Anyway, so I started going right up to her,to get her to meet me face-to-face. And, to my shock, she started running. I started pounding after her too, and I think Virgil started running after me.
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Screen Dumpy.

Okay I don't know does anyone care to watch these but oh well, here I go as I myself enjoy these.
Lame captions, I know.


Surrealism: Cut and Theo[with wrong picto but yes it's Theo] having a silly play on Rip.
Or maybe they're having a fist fight, who knows these guys anyways. Cut is losing.


Cut's fighting club for naked nameless guys.
Basic stance.


Nameless: Oi, that cloud looks like you!
Cut: Really? That one looks like you right after my hoof sank in yer face.


Nameless: Sir, would you like to swap flowers? I -hate- always getting confused with my twin brother... I'm so gonna show them all....
Cut: Hell if I cared. No.


Cut: -really dirty dreams-
Draum: ..... o__o;;


Rip: M-m-my lucky p-penny.... I-It's lost.... f-forever!!
Cut: C'mon, it can't be far. -checks Rip's guts-


Every party has a party pooper.
Others: Come oooon Cut. Dance with uuus~
Cut: -ignores the dancing vibes coming behind his back-


Fawn: IMMA FIRIN' MAH~
Cut: Uh oh, check that out, there it comes again.
Rip: .... w-what comes? Wait!


Space saving level up.


"Yes, join the dark side. We've got no cookies but we're having fun as hell."


People should pay more attention to their pictos and not leave them lying around, sheesh you guys!
Cut: .....
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Preview of my next writing project...

This will be a series of stories for MickKreiger's Gift Writing A Thon. I've decided to connect all of the stories together into one big tale.

Here's the sneak peek at the story:

The Wirewood Tree. A great and terrible new landmark in the Endless Forest. The Twin Gods planted the tree for their uses, but they warned the deer of the Forest not to touch it, for it would curse them.

Curious as the deer were, this warning was not heeded. With one mistake, the lives of several deer nearby would be affected.

Were they dreaming? Or were their experiences real? That is for you to decide.

Unraveling the Wirewood - coming soon!
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