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Timber

Addax.. I think. I don't know. What is it? XD /fail


Blackbuck Stag! He's gorgeous


Two Blackbuck Does, AKA 2 88's! The one in the front nibbled my fingers. XD


The Finger Nommer! She was so cute, omg. <3333


A pretty Doe coming towards our car.


A mysterious stag... Fallow? Idk what he was, but he was hanging out with a solid black doe (melanistic, or is there a black deer?)


Pretty Fallow Doe


Another pretty Fallow Doe


He was right in our window. He had a soft nose. 8D


Pretty Boy. <33


ZEDONK! I wanted him. I wanted him so bad. He was so nice and cute and ldsfkdjsl <33

((I don't know what to call this, and possibly the ones that come after it. Got any ideas?))

Now, this may need some explanation. So go read the comments from Tales of the Oak, and you'll know what you're looking for when you find it.

If you still need explination, refer back to Seed's backstory Here and some further information here (though what would have been that story may or may not get written, or may or may not get absorbed by this.)
... My goodness, this sucky little comic has a lot of background! Well, anyway, enjoy!

[center] #1: You have to admit, he's pretty cute...

(the Great Oak looks not much like the Great Oak. Also, I'm annoyed to see I accidentally cut off Seed's widdle green booties in the last panel. *sigh*)

#2: Go with option 4! go with option 4!

(Yay for little off-model chibis of Seed's pals... Can you guess who these adorable but inaccurate little guys are?... You can't?... I'm an awful person!)

#3: It's guy love... Guy love, between 2 guys.

I need to stop doing comics in which Seed becomes distressed. It's just too easy. Anyway... I love messing around with Seed and Scape's Bromance. Here, however, Seed breaks a basic rule set across by the Guy Love song: "There's no need to clarify...Just let it grow more and more each day." Silly, silly Seed. Oh, and it's worth noticing that I decided on a rule about language that I already broke in the previous strip...

((Seed's feeling particularly sad. I'm feeling kinda inspired. The result? Angsty poetry!
For less angsty poetry of Seed's, check out The Collection))

Here's a bunch from the last few months:


My friend Rowan.


In the Phantom Zone following the death of Wudiin. I really like this shot.


Chillin' w/ Phase 1 deer. Awesome.


Ravyn, Yorres, CM and Queze.


Goofing around w/ Seed.


from the May I Have This Dance. This was a terrific event!


Yorres, Saosin and mystery deer? Please let me know who this is!


Serynn, Fleder, Yorres, and fawn.


I like this pic a lot, but I couldn't say why. I see a Virgil lurking in the BG.


w/ Maia and Gazell


and Finally - Seed, Scape, Yorres and fawn.

Thanks for looking!
Your Friend,
IoRez

-The cold air gave a chill to the bone that could never be repeated. Screams of pain ripped from the fawns mouth as he was slammed against the trunk of a large tree. The sent of purple flowers wafted through the air as they were splattered with young blood. Tossing his head, the small black fawn struggled to be free of the white antlers that surrounded him, pinning him to his death bed. Blood drooled at the corner of the fawns mouth as the antlers pressed harder and harder against his underside. As the antlers dug deep into his skin, the fawn coughed, sending blood showering the white cage he had gotten himself into. A smirk and a laugh was all the large stag did as he pressed his captive to the breaking point.
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As the dawn called, winter birds chirped merrily to one another.
The blood covered snow and flowers showed of a slaughter, but nobody paid any mind. The only thing that truly caught anyones attention was the strange little black fawn with a blood red mark on his face. Its body shivered, trying to keep itself warm as many a doe, stag, and fawn passed by to the grazing area without a second glance. Trying to stand, the fawns body was hit with a wave of burning pain and confusion causing him to fall back down into his blood covered snow. Screaming in pain, he struggled to move, struggled to survive. 'I w-will not be taken down t-that easily next t-time. Once Im better h-he will pay for the suffering he has given to m-me'
Once he gave up on moving from his spot, he curled his body to try and keep warm. Wounds re-opening caused his young body to give a scream of agony that ended with a thick cough, splattering more blood onto the snow.-

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Just a little part of the story I was planning to write for Envy to explain why he is so afraid of the large white antlers. I may finish it but im not sure xD

edit~ added moar >D

Your hooves have carried you through the forest, a whisper in your ears.
The voice tugs at your soul and you float along after it and into the hollowed chamber.
A deep droning reverberates in your chest, lazy crescendos pulsing in rhythm like some behemoth heart.
You find your mind wandering, fantastical notions, ponderings, and soul searching seem so much easier inside the inviting womb of the Oak.
If you think of nothing at all and simply concede to doze you might be lucky enough to hear the voice of Old Oak herself.

Perhaps, if you are a good listener, she’ll share with you a story…

Avert your eyes if pixeldeerpronz offends you

O_O

IT WAS LAURETTES FAULT.

/cry

That's right, it's that time again!
Usual warnings about lots of images apply.

BTW, if you see your deer, please identify them?

I saw Wasp in the forest.. and Balkis, again, who I've missed terribly.

Nothing much else to write- OH I was candle-spammed. HAWHAWHAW.
I still need to make a bio for my deer. :C