Sorry about the title; wasn't sure what I wanted to call this. Anyway, here's a picture of what Aru typically looks like, assuming he's not being changed by the various deer he encounters in the forest.



A bio of him will come soon, but I don't have much time right now. Enjoy? :3

Well. Let's see...I've never really made a blog before, but I've certainly read quite a few. This blog is going to be for my stag, Aru, and in here you will find all of his musings and some fun information about him, in addition to floods of pictures. x3

I'm not quite ready to start yet (I need to compile some things), but I figured I might as well post here to sort of make it semi-official that I'm starting my own blog. ^^;

By the way, ignore that my name his name is Dib. He's an adopted picto, and I'm guessing that was his previous name, but I've changed it to Aru now. :3

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ummmmm just wondering how do you take screen shot's for Sim's 2 and where do they get saved? as i have just downloaded some new skin's for sim's 2 to make my deer's into sim's XD and i'd like to show you what they look like but don't know how to lol.

thank you inadance to who ever can help me out ^_^

I'm not sure if anyone has a problem with this. From what I have seen people on this blog people have separated them selves from their deer in the forest. I prefer to be my deer. I am just IC in forest and OOC on the blogs. I don't plan on having more than one deer. I hope thats ok... I'm relatively new and I am not much of an active blogger because I have dial-up and it takes forever to load this site but I am writing a story/account of my deer which I am posting here.

Terrible Weeping Shadow! Your mind is corrupt and twisted. You have been born into hatred and so you shall be.

I have no fear, for the fear I had in life poured out of me.
Look at me, never to feel the warmth of the sun, nor the chills of the night's face.
Never to fear you... again.

A child, able to be any and everything around her.
A fawn, with the dripping poppies upon her head in mourning.
A doe, now, I can be. Oh tell me-- never I will leave....
For the mother I never had, in her image, a ghost I was destined to be.
Destined to be.
How can I hate thee? You... who made me.
Look at me, a horrid, tired.... dead.... creature.

Because my hooves were not quick enough.
My legs were not long enough.
My calls were not loud enough...

But now... look at me. A doe at will and a fawn when wanted. Ever translucent, ever horrid... ever cold. I can run from you now, my strange Demon.
I can run from you now...

Words better left unspoken.
Flee from me, far from me! Fear me, and hate me and I shall be no more!
Oh sweet sand of eternity, I will run to you...
Please...

Ages it has been and the gods have owed me this. Tell me.
Tell me there's an escape, from this.
Fool! ... A ghost and a fool....
Eternity, do I want thee?
Ever to be cradled in the darkness of forever?
Free from He.

...No...

Tell me...
There's no escape.