The Priest

They have all heard by now, I am sure. I see the looks upon their faces, ones of pity, ones filled with sarcasm, hatred. 'I told you so', their looks say. 'It had to happen some day'. My enemies watch me, knowing that I have lost the thing so dear to me, my very purpose.

My Gods have abandoned me.

The last words they spoke to me, so filled with disappointment, so filled with power, spoken in tandem:

"Priest, you have failed us.
You have not heeded our warnings.
Priest, go now from our sight and do not return."

I went. I left their sight. I have returned, many a time, only to see their faces, cold, hardened stone, looking at me with disgust. I did not heed their call to an end to violence, so they have ended me. My soul, perhaps, though my physical body remains.

I watch the world go by. How many days has it been? Weeks, perhaps. I am not sure. I watch and wait, empty of purpose, empty of being. What am I waiting for? A sign? An end?

I wait.

Then it comes, one day, as I lie beneath the trees, watching the sky through ancient eyes. I realize that perhaps...I have been given a second chance. I have been granted life; a changed one, but a life.

I stand, breathing in the smells of the forest, of the myriad of deer that live here. This is my home, my life, my brothers.

I refuse to be broken, to waste away. I will find my Gods again. I will regain their favor. Somehow, some way, it shall be done. I will not fail my brothers.

"I will find a way."

[Not sure how this sounds, seeing as it's early morning. |D Happy New Year's!]

Art by Rakkaus <3

I have not been able to be as involved in the forest near as much as I would like, and realized just how bad this bio sounded so decided to take it down. If I ever have the time to get back into the forest more i'll put up another (hopefully better) one. <3 to my forest family. Miss you all.

WISHING YOU A HAPPY NEW YEAR! 8D

Obviously I'm new. I mulled around for quite some time as an unnamed stag due to the lack of registration and the fact I couldn't seem to find someone to adopt from; but now I have a lovely fawn to grow up with all on my own. And that being said his namesake is also my own, and he is named Festschrift meaning: A volume of learned articles or essays by colleagues and admirers, serving as a tribute or memorial especially to a scholar.

I'm actually not sure why I chose his name, it just sounded like a proper deer name. He is mostly a loner, despite being a generally friendly deer. I'll be sure to write up his bio next, along with whatever else I can conjure up about him.

Alright, so I signed up and choose my pictogram.
However, I was playing him in forest and his pictogram was different. He had a little ~ thing over the two circles on the pictogram, but it's not there when you click the link. Which made me a little mad, because I don't want it there, and that wasn't there when I registered. ><
Has anyone else had these problems?

I need help on getting Sokoora's pelt again. I lost it when I saved it o-o

Anyways, all i need are

Key Antlers
Secretary Pelt
Long Mask

so i have been seeing some baby deer with the skull mask and i have looked and looked and i can not find a tree so i can have some one change my mask lol

can i get the skull mask 2 day O.o?

Or hopeless? I don't rightly know.
I have been browsing the community for a little while, and. . .consider the hell intimidated out of me. My stag's got the default everything, I'm terrible at art, and I'm a bit stupid when it comes to this internet thing, so feel free to tell me I'm doing it wrong. I don't think I fit the requirements to be here.
At least I've got a decent grasp of what kind of personality I'd like Muirenn to have. Unfortunately, he's not the most socially graceful creature.

. . .A ha. Ha. I am such a loser. D':

Wanderers Silent Dream

happy new year everyone x (:

I[=9] stepped onto the hard ground, patches of snow scattered over the forest. The leaves had fallen since I was last here it seemed like. I wondered if something special was happening... The candles and giant tulips weren't a usual occurrence. I wish I had been here for Christmastime- like I was for Halloween. They say it's the New year's eve. How nice, maybe this new year will bring something special.
I immediately found my way through the falling snow, to the bridge. If it was anything, it was pretty, yet I found no delight in the freezing cold. I sat in the midst of the candles, somehow remained alive and flickering despite the snow. It was warm, the heat reaching through my fur. No one I knew... Besides a few acquaintances I remember I met once. Also... There was something else. Some unfamiliar pictos... Of course, I do not yet pride myself on knowing all the deer here, but they were, well, frankly, somewhat different. In a different way. I must sound crazy, even to myself...
Though, I should probably explore this forest, in it's new mantle of white, despite the lack of heat. I stood, and trotted into the deeper parts of the forest, observing the towering purple flowers more closely. I observed two fawns, that caught my eye, keeping warm together where the 'Blue bowl' normally was. They unusually seemed to have kept their colors, but I can't be sure.
I stopped near the Great oak, and was quite pleased to see the large candle resting inside. Though I really have no idea where all the wax comes from. I entered, and curled up inside, listening to all the deer that 'played' outside, quite silly in this weather. I sniffed, partly from the ridiculousness of it all, and partially because of the affect of the cold. Speaking of cold, I do believe I might catch one. I frowned, closing my eyes.