As the next day appered, almost 2 months had passed since getting her new mentor. 21, or Eppi; thats what Gwin Called her, Was almost ready to complete her training. being her eager self, Paragwin was very very Excited. Still bundled up in a snug ball, Gwin was a 'Teenager' now, with her feathers begining to grow in, and a bit smaller then an adult, but bigger than a regular fawn. Her dreams pranced around her mind until a sharp pain grew on her flank; her head shot around to see when had Dared desturb her rest. A small Bird was very interested with her hind feathers and thought to pluck one to use in its nest. Ah Well, Its already plucked. Might as well let 'em keep it. She grunted as she sprung up from her fern nest and went to look where Eppi had slept; Empty. Gwin rolled her eyes and went to go serch for her mentor, or maybe not. Nto Today! Gwin desided that it had been 2 months to long to keep around 21, so, Diching the training for the day would be nice. As she bounded through the forest, she caught sight of a giant mound of Sleeping orange fluff! Ohhhhhhh Goodie! She knew that the only huge deer in the forest was Quamar. Pestering him was her main passtime. Her Light Blue Orbs serched his body for movement; nothing. Using her teeth, She plucked a small hair from his back, causing Quamar to stand quickly and looking around for the thing that caused him to wake up. A smug grin grew on her face as he looked down on her but said nothing.
(More to come, right now my fingers hurt! D:)

Hey deers!
This is kinda like my first day or something? Well, I am crazy about the game, simple and all the same cute. I do wish more games were like this though. Today as a fawn I randomly ran to find out the most I could about everything in this enldess forest and i met a couple of groups along the way. I tried out all my possible magic moves, changing colour and worshiping and becoming white, yeah you know all of that. I just really want to make new deer friends especialy expirienced stags which I could happly inherit some wisdome from. I really enjoyed to follow groups and I kinda like to yell at people (what can I do? It's a hobby">.<). However I am an unpredictable person as I have pretty surprising and alarming mood changes! LOL. If you get to see me around, maby some day I'll post my pictogram up (its a rectangle with horizontal line and a lower diognal line drawing from it)! I'm Brazilian so I really don't know what you think of my english. post comments where ever you can and just try to talk cause I love to meet people.

Louise
*call me Syrani though, cause it's my middle name and I like it better! >.<

http://moonballoon.deviantart.com/art/TEF-Deer-122114388
Example. :3

So, I'm taking a little break and wanted to know if anyone wanted any requests/commissions. :3
If you do, just post so~

Anyhow, how is everyone? c:

And, question, how do post a picture? D:
I've tried

Thanks! :3

((xD Don't even bother reading. I'm incredibly bored right now, and yet I don't even think I can finish it. |D ))

((EDIT: The last eight questions were ttly lame or just not applicable or interesting enough, so I kinda meshed together questions from another quiz. And now I still can't be arsed to finish it. xP))


What is the exact age of your character—years, months, days?
33 years old- born on December 23rd in 1976.

A place where your character is living or visiting begins to burn. The character has a few moments to escape. What does he/she grab—save?—before getting out of the fire and why?
He would most likely grab his jacket and fedora if he wasn’t already wearing them, because he insists on defining his style. Other than that, he may try to salvage a few bottles of whiskey and the more expensive scotch he owns, god forbid that goes to waste. If given the chance he would save his entire vinyl collection, but this would be impractical, so he may grab a few Johnny Cash or Lou Reed LP’s.

The character enters the room in which you are sitting. He/she sits down near you and places his or her left hand on the table or desk near you. Look at that hand. Describe it in as much detail as you can. Quickly. Go.

*update*


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...this is... me? *looks in water* ... who is...


...not ..alone..?


...no... fear?

Why no one Remembers
_{Solitary Silence comes and
Floods your mind with cloudless memories
Lil did I know that soon
you would admire them just
as much as the trees do
Shaking like a deing leaf
Swallowing all your greif
come to me child and we will all
be forgotten
Never thought I would come out
Never knew you wouldn't
scream & shout
Come with me we shall slowly
swallow our sorrows
Breaking little at a time
Shaking roots, Fixing time
Slowly forgeting we aren't alone now}



More than you would like to know
_{Poor wicked Child
Fallen in your own plans
Breaking down your trees
undeing breath
Leaped when had the chance
But when you unfolded
the truth
You couldn't understand
Now were Losing
Now were creating
Truth be told
some people know more than we can
understand}



Clementine's Ballad / Why we are not suprised when our heroes fail
_{Walking never
seemed so hard to
do
once I layed my arms arround you
This feeling is like winter
When every thing started to turn blue
I could still see right threw you
Bleading from your own scars
Childlike wishing is far
to endless
far to deep for
me
Never thought
I had to say
Please just go away
My brother I hope you will find forgiveness
even though you never really
needed it
Take me with you when you leave
Cause I know now
That you are not
the only one that bleeds
Take me with you when you decide to
leave}



[=#70DBDB][=12] Trash that wasn't trash bu

[=9]You will not witness many written words from my hoof, but my being strongly felt the need to pour out every feeling it has been holding down.
My experience with this lovely paradise goes back far, but my social skills are equal to those of a newborn fawn. Meaning that I would rather crawl up to the thick, warm fur of my mother, than to look into the eyes of a stranger and awkwardly bow before them with shaking legs. I will not tell you my name, for it does not clear up any questions you might have about me, neither will it make your contact with me any more pleasant.



Until this rainy day in May I thought I had witnessed all the wonders in the world, but I was wrong.
I have been wandering this forest unnoticed, like a spirit, for a very, very long time. But recently I shook of my invisible coating and threw myself out in the open. A wise choice? I have yet to find out.

Today I woke up cold and shaky, my head still pounding from the short amount of sleep. I found myself in a purple flower patch, like usually. Only this time the fluttering butterflies, with their powdered wings and fragile bodies had disappeared, together with the warmth of the sun. Slowly I stood up, silently exploring the area around me. I was sleepy, but not tired. I was cold, but not freezing. I was on my own, but not lonely. I decided to treat myself with some of the purple beauties and went for a little stroll.
I tried to keep my attention focused on the marvellous creation called nature, but I kept slipping away. A familiar scent was taking me, forcing me to follow another road. Please understand me when I say I had no saying in this, no power. My legs were forced to track down the scent, the scent of someone I had become obsessed over.

I have asked for and received Michael and Auriea's blessing to do The Endless Forest Ballet, and Auriea suggested I ask all of the Forest Dwellers if you have any ideas for music, costume, story ideas... we plan on crediting all contributors accordingly and since this is where the idea was born, this is where it should begin to grow. SO! If you have any ideas, send me a message through the link to our studio website in my profile. This ballet will belong to all of us. Thank you so much... love to all!

Can i meat you in the forest some day?
And my deer Redgie loves your deer Dindra!
Hope to meat you sone!
~ Zerash